At this
moment, in fancy, I feel the refreshing chilliness of its
deeply-shadowed avenues, inhale the fragrance of its thousand
shrubberies, and thrill anew with undefinable delight, at the deep
hollow note of the church-bell, breaking, each hour, with sullen and
sudden roar, upon the stillness of the dusky atmosphere in which the
fretted Gothic steeple lay imbedded and asleep.
It gives me, perhaps, as much of pleasure as I can now in any manner
experience, to dwell upon minute recollections of the school and its
concerns. Steeped in misery as I am --misery, alas! only too real
--I shall be pardoned for seeking relief, however slight and
temporary, in the weakness of a few rambling details. These, moreover,
utterly trivial, and even ridiculous in themselves, assume, to my
fancy, adventitious importance, as connected with a period and a
locality when and where I recognise the first ambiguous monitions of
the destiny which afterwards so fully overshadowed me. Let me then
remember.
The house, I have said, was old and irregular.
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