Nathaniel Hawthorne

Nathaniel Hawthorne

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Portrait of Nathaniel Hawthorne Nathaniel Hawthorne Tales of the White Hills, and sketches… (1889)

A few dismal characters there may be here and there about the world, who have so often been trifled with by young maidens as promising as she, that they have now ceased to pin any faith upon the skirts of the New Year. But, for my own part, I have great faith in her; and should I live to see fifty more such, still, from each of these successive sisters, I shall reckon upon receiving something that will be worth living for.
The New Year—for this young maiden was no less a personage—carried all her goods and chattels in a basket of no great size or weight, which hung upon her arm.
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Portrait of Nathaniel Hawthorne Nathaniel Hawthorne Tales of the White Hills, and sketches… (1889)

Lauriat’s balloon.”
“I have a fine lot of hopes here in my basket,” remarked the New Year. “They are a sweet-smelling flower—a species of rose.”
“They soon lose their perfume,” replied the sombre Old Year. “What else have you brought to insure a welcome from the discontented race of mortals?”
“Why, to say the truth, little or nothing else,” said her sister, with a smile,—“save a few new Annuals and Almanacs, and some New Year’s gifts for the children. But I heartily wish well to poor mortals, and mean to do all I can for their improvement and happiness.”
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Portrait of Nathaniel Hawthorne Nathaniel Hawthorne Tales of the White Hills, and sketches… (1889)

For my happiness must depend on them.”
“Alas for you, then, my poor sister!” said the Old Year, sighing, as she uplifted her burden. “We grandchildren of Time, are born to trouble. Happiness, they say, dwells in the mansions of Eternity; but we can only lead mortals thither, step by step, with reluctant murmurings, and ourselves must perish on the threshold.
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