Sublime

timorous

Eidolons

To talk to old people of this kind is like writing on the sand; if you produce any impression at all, it is gone almost immediately; old age is here nothing but the caput mortuum of life--all that is essential to manhood is gone.

propitiate

Hell is the absence of the people you long for.

It is uncontainable, he cannot stand it: the comet is only going to rise, and equally dispense its pearly light on love offered and met and refused and mistaken, the law of harmonies unfailingly in operation on the human heart. He hears the ticking of his watch, and music drifting down from Lowlands House: everything that would ever happen had happ

"Your assurances," said he, "are solemn and unanimous; and yet I must deny credit to your assertions, or disbelieve the testimony of my senses, which informed me, when I was half way up the hill, that Catharine was at the bottom." We were confounded at this declaration.