Category: Novels

Love's Pilgrimage: A Novel

It was in a little woodland glen, with a streamlet tumbling through it. She sat with her back to a snowy birch-tree, gazing into the eddies of a pool below; and he lay beside her, upon the soft, mossy ground, reading out of a book of poems. Images of joy were passing before th...

Chapters

14. Chapter 14

“What though the music of thy rustic flute Kept not for long its happy, country tone; Lost it too soon, and learnt a stormy note Of men contention-tost, of men who groan, Which...

8. Chapter 8

“But Thyrsis nevermore we swains shall see; See him come back, and cut a smoother reed, And blow a strain the world at last shall heed-- For Time, not Corydon, hath conquer’d th...

4. Chapter 4

He answered with a simile. “You wish to convey to a man how it feels to pound stone for twelve hours in the sun. The only way you could really do it would be to take him and let...

18. Chapter 18

“Thou too, O Thyrsis, on like quest wast bound; Thou wanderedst with me for a little hour! Men gave thee nothing; but this happy quest, If men esteem’d thee feeble, gave thee po...

13. Chapter 13

“Unbreachable the fort Of the long-batter’d world uplifts its wall; And strange and vain the earthly turmoil grows, And near and real the charm of thy repose, And night as welco...

2. Chapter 2

tastes; and so he was bitter against reformers, who interfered with the gaieties of the city, with no consideration for the tastes of “buyers.” But then, on the other hand, woul...

16. Chapter 16

“He loved his mates; but yet he could not keep, Here with the shepherds and the silly sheep. Some life of men unblest He knew, which made him droop, and filled his head. He went...

15. Chapter 15

“I feel her finger light Laid pausefully upon life’s headlong train;-- The foot less prompt to meet the morning dew, The heart less bounding at emotion new, And hope once crush’...

10. Chapter 10

“And long the way appears, which seem’d so short To the less practised eye of sanguine youth; And high the mountain-tops, in cloudy air, The mountain-tops where is the throne of...

12. Chapter 12

Section 1. Through the summer Corydon had been living week by week upon the hope that her husband would be able to send for her; all through the fall she had been dreaming of th...

9. Chapter 9

“Ah me! this many a year My pipe is lost, my shepherd’s holiday! Needs must I lose them, needs with heavy heart Into the world and wave of men depart!”_

11. Chapter 11

_They were standing on the hill-top, watching the last glimmer of the sinking moon. As the faint perfume of the clover came to them upon the warm evening wind, she sighed, and w...

6. Chapter 6

_A silence had fallen upon them. She sat watching where the light of the sun flickered among the birches; and he had the book in his hand, and was turning the pages idly. He read--

3. Chapter 3

“A fugitive and gracious light he seeks, Shy to illumine; and I seek it, too. This does not come with houses or with gold, With place, with honor, and a flattering crew: ‘Tis no...

7. Chapter 7

“Lovely all times she lies, lovely to-night!-- Only, methinks, some loss of habit’s power Befalls me wandering through this upland dim. Once pass’d I blindfold here, at any hour...

17. Chapter 17

“Thou nearest the immortal chants--of old!-- Putting his sickle to the perilous grain In the hot corn-field of the Phrygian king, For thee the Lityerses-song again Young Daphnis...

5. Chapter 5

interested in you again. You may wish to make this cast still; and oh, of course I shall drop back as usual, and you’ll be happy, and I’ll be your “Romeo”!

1. Chapter 1

It was in a little woodland glen, with a streamlet tumbling through it. She sat with her back to a snowy birch-tree, gazing into the eddies of a pool below; and he lay beside he...