1 He looked like a ghost evoked unseasonably from the grave.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In XII. THE MINISTER'S VIGIL 2 Not seldom she would laugh anew, and louder than before, like a thing incapable and unintelligent of human sorrow.
3 So the child flew away like a bird, and, making bare her small white feet went pattering along the moist margin of the sea.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In XIV. HESTER AND THE PHYSICIAN 4 A writhing horror twisted itself across his features, like a snake gliding swiftly over them, and making one little pause, with all its wreathed intervolutions in open sight.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In III. THE RECOGNITION 5 It was carelessly at first, like a man chiefly accustomed to look inward, and to whom external matters are of little value and import, unless they bear relation to something within his mind.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In III. THE RECOGNITION 6 So she drew her mother away, skipping, dancing, and frisking fantastically among the hillocks of the dead people, like a creature that had nothing in common with a bygone and buried generation, nor owned herself akin to it.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In X. THE LEECH AND HIS PATIENT 7 Yet there were intervals when the whole scene, in which she was the most conspicuous object, seemed to vanish from her eyes, or, at least, glimmered indistinctly before them, like a mass of imperfectly shaped and spectral images.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In II. THE MARKET-PLACE 8 But the child, unaccustomed to the touch or familiarity of any but her mother, escaped through the open window, and stood on the upper step, looking like a wild tropical bird of rich plumage, ready to take flight into the upper air.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In VIII. THE ELF-CHILD AND THE MINISTER 9 It was not an age of delicacy; and her position, although she understood it well, and was in little danger of forgetting it, was often brought before her vivid self-perception, like a new anguish, by the rudest touch upon the tenderest spot.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In V. HESTER AT HER NEEDLE 10 The door of the jail being flung open from within there appeared, in the first place, like a black shadow emerging into sunshine, the grim and gristly presence of the town-beadle, with a sword by his side, and his staff of office in his hand.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In II. THE MARKET-PLACE 11 He now dug into the poor clergyman's heart, like a miner searching for gold; or, rather, like a sexton delving into a grave, possibly in quest of a jewel that had been buried on the dead man's bosom, but likely to find nothing save mortality and corruption.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In X. THE LEECH AND HIS PATIENT 12 Whenever that look appeared in her wild, bright, deeply black eyes, it invested her with a strange remoteness and intangibility: it was as if she were hovering in the air, and might vanish, like a glimmering light that comes we know not whence and goes we know not whither.
13 In the afternoon of a certain summer's day, after Pearl grew big enough to run about, she amused herself with gathering handfuls of wild flowers, and flinging them, one by one, at her mother's bosom; dancing up and down like a little elf whenever she hit the scarlet letter.
14 The moment that he did so, there came what seemed a tumultuous rush of new life, other life than his own pouring like a torrent into his heart, and hurrying through all his veins, as if the mother and the child were communicating their vital warmth to his half-torpid system.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In XII. THE MINISTER'S VIGIL 15 She stood apart from mortal interests, yet close beside them, like a ghost that revisits the familiar fireside, and can no longer make itself seen or felt; no more smile with the household joy, nor mourn with the kindred sorrow; or, should it succeed in manifesting its forbidden sympathy, awakening only terror and horrible repugnance.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In V. HESTER AT HER NEEDLE 16 Dames of elevated rank, likewise, whose doors she entered in the way of her occupation, were accustomed to distil drops of bitterness into her heart; sometimes through that alchemy of quiet malice, by which women can concoct a subtle poison from ordinary trifles; and sometimes, also, by a coarser expression, that fell upon the sufferer's defenceless breast like a rough blow upon an ulcerated wound.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In V. HESTER AT HER NEEDLE 17 Next rose before her in memory's picture-gallery, the intricate and narrow thoroughfares, the tall, grey houses, the huge cathedrals, and the public edifices, ancient in date and quaint in architecture, of a continental city; where new life had awaited her, still in connexion with the misshapen scholar: a new life, but feeding itself on time-worn materials, like a tuft of green moss on a crumbling wall.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In II. THE MARKET-PLACE Your search result may include more than 17 sentences. If you upgrade to a VIP account, you will see up to 500 sentences for one search.