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Endicott, Pyncheon, and others, in scarlet robes, bands, etc. (Nathaniel Hawthorne’s journal entry for August 22nd, 1838)
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In the cabinet of the Essex Historical Society, old portraits.–Governor Leverett; a dark mustachioed face, the figure two thirds length, clothed in a sort of frock-coat, buttoned, and a broad sword-belt girded round the waist, and fastened with a large steel buckle; the hilt of the sword steel,–altogether very striking.
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Saturday, August 13th.–My life, at this time, is more like that of a boy, externally, than it has been since I was really a boy.
“Rome–mere Rome–will crowd everything else out of my heart.”
“There are sermons in stones…and especially in the stones of Rome.” (1)
During my high school senior trip to Greece and Italy, I remember anticipating the sight of Rome, and subsequently the Vatican City, more than anything else on our itinerary.1,513 more words
Mr. Thoreau has twice listened to the music of the spheres, which, for our private convenience, we have packed into a musical-box | Nathaniel Hawthorne's journal entry for August 5th, 1842
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Concord, August 5th.–A rainy day,–a rainy day. I am commanded to take pen in hand, and I am therefore banished to the little ten-foot-square apartment misnamed my study; but perhaps the dismalness of the day and the dulness of my solitude will be the prominent characteristics of what I write.