Category: Novels

The Old Church Clock

A BRIEF history of the following homely little tale may perhaps be not less interesting, and more edifying, than the tale itself. It was written originally for the pages of _The Christian Magazine_, (a cheap monthly publication, intended for circulation especially in the manuf...

Chapters

1. CHAPTER XV 95

A BRIEF history of the following homely little tale may perhaps be not less interesting, and more edifying, than the tale itself. It was written originally for the pages of _The...

14. CHAPTER XIII.

—An unlessoned Girl, unschool’d, unpractis’d; Happy in this she is not yet so old But she may learn; and happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn; Happiest o...

11. CHAPTER X.

The sun is bright, the fields are gay With people in their best array, Through the vale retired and lowly Trooping to the summons holy. And up among the woodlands see What spark...

13. CHAPTER XII.

Come on sir; here’s the place:—stand still.—How fearful And dizzy ’tis, to cast one’s eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetle...

16. CHAPTER XV.

“I gradually established an acquaintance with this old Clock. It had already proved itself a faithful friend—indeed the only one that I had yet found in Manchester; for my mothe...

10. CHAPTER IX.

Would that our scrupulous sires had dared to leave Less scanty measure of those graceful rites And usages, whose due return invites A stir of mind too natural to deceive; Giving...

12. CHAPTER XI.

Even such a man (inheriting the zeal And from the sanctity of elder times Not deviating,—a priest, the like of whom, If multiplied, and in their stations set, Would o’er the bos...

8. CHAPTER VII.

—As in those days When this low pile a Gospel Teacher knew, Whose good works form’d an endless retinue: Such priest as Chaucer sang in fervent lays; Such as the heaven-taught sk...

15. CHAPTER XIV.

SHE was a phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment’s ornament. . . . I saw her, upon nearer view, A Spirit, yet a Woman...

7. CHAPTER VI.

“HOW changed to my eye was now that mountain road, by which, in the early morning, I had hastened, full of joy and expectation, to Hawkshead School! Not that there was any chang...

9. CHAPTER VIII.

“You, Sir, know that in a neighbouring vale A Priest abides before whose life such doubts Fall to the ground; whose gifts of nature lie Retired from notice. . . . In this one ma...

2. CHAPTER I.

One fine day last spring—(and fine days are not so common in Manchester, at that season of the year, as to make them easily forgotten)—one fine day I was crossing the new Victor...

5. CHAPTER IV.

But come,—I have it: Thou shalt earn thy bread Duly and honourably, and usefully. Our village schoolmaster hath left the parish, Forsook the ancient school-house with its yew-tr...

6. CHAPTER V.

You call this education, do you not? Why, ’tis the forced march of a herd of bullocks Before a shouting drover. The glad van Move on at ease, and pause a while to snatch A passi...

3. CHAPTER II.

“Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush’d with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber; Than in the perfum’d chambers of the grea...

4. CHAPTER III.

“I BELIEVE,” continued the old man, “that if a man were to live an hundred years,—so long as to forget every thing else that ever happened to him, he would never forget the firs...