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Portrait of Nathaniel Hawthorne Nathaniel Hawthorne The Marble Faun/Volume 2 — The Owl Tower (1860)

Beneath the crucifix, on a table, lay a human skull, which looked as if it might have been dug up out of some old grave. But, examining it more closely, Kenyon saw that it was carved in gray alabaster; most skillfully done to the death, with accurate imitation of the teeth, the sutures, the empty eye-caverns, and the fragile little bones of the nose. This hideous emblem rested on a cushion of white marble, so nicely wrought that you seemed to see the impression of the heavy skull in a silken and downy substance.
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Portrait of Nathaniel Hawthorne Nathaniel Hawthorne The Marble Faun/Volume 2 — The Owl Tower (1860)

He looked about him, and beheld growing out of the stone pavement, which formed the roof, a little shrub, with green and glossy leaves. It was the only green thing there; and Heaven knows how its seeds had ever been planted, at that airy height, or how it had found nourishment for its small life in the chinks of the stones; for it had no earth, and nothing more like soil than the crumbling mortar, which had been crammed into the crevices in a long-past age.
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Portrait of Nathaniel Hawthorne Nathaniel Hawthorne The Marble Faun/Volume 2 — The Owl Tower (1860)

Donatello dipped his fingers into the holy-water vase, and crossed himself. After doing so he trembled.
"I have no right to make the sacred symbol on a sinful breast!" he said.
"On what mortal breast can it be made, then?" asked the sculptor. "Is there one that hides no sin?"
"But these blessed emblems make you smile, I fear," resumed the Count, looking askance at his friend. "You heretics, I know, attempt to pray without even a crucifix to kneel at."
"I, at least, whom you call a heretic, reverence that holy symbol," answered Kenyon. "What I am most inclined to murmur at is this death's head.
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