In the Days of My Youth: A Novel - Amelia B. Edwards - Book

In the Days of My Youth: A Novel

Dolce sentier, Colle, che mi piacesti, Ov'ancor per usanza amor mi mena! PETRARCH.
Sweet, secluded, shady Saxonholme! I doubt if our whole England contains another hamlet so quaint, so picturesquely irregular, so thoroughly national in all its rustic characteristics. It lies in a warm hollow environed by hills. Woods, parks and young plantations clothe every height and slope for miles around, whilst here and there, peeping down through green vistas, or towering above undulating seas of summer foliage, stands many a fine old country mansion, turreted and gabled, and built of that warm red brick that seems to hold the light of the sunset long after it has faded from the rest of the landscape. A silver thread of streamlet, swift but shallow, runs noisily through the meadows beside the town and loses itself in the Chad, about a mile and a half farther eastward. Many a picturesque old wooden bridge, many a foaming weir and ruinous water-mill with weedy wheel, may be found scattered up and down the wooded banks of this little river Chad; while to the brook, which we call the Gipstream, attaches a vague tradition of trout.
The hamlet itself is clean and old-fashioned, consisting of one long, straggling street, and a few tributary lanes and passages. The houses some few years back were mostly long and low-fronted, with projecting upper stories, and diamond-paned bay-windows bowered in with myrtle and clematis; but modern improvements have done much of late to sweep away these antique tenements, and a fine new suburb of Italian and Gothic villas has sprung up, between the town and the railway station. Besides this, we have a new church in the mediæval style, rich in gilding and colors and thirteenth-century brass-work; and a new cemetery, laid out like a pleasure-garden; and a new school-house, where the children are taught upon a system with a foreign name; and a Mechanics' Institute, where London professors come down at long intervals to expound popular science, and where agriculturists meet to discuss popular grievances.

Amelia B. Edwards
Содержание

IN THE


DAYS OF MY YOUTH.


A NOVEL.


AMELIA B. EDWARDS


MY BIRTHPLACE AND PARENTAGE.


THE LITTLE CHEVALIER.


THE EVENTS OF AN EVENING.


THE CHEVALIER MAKES HIS LAST EXIT.


IN MEMORIAM.


POLONIUS TO LAERTES.


AT THE CHEVAL BLANC


THE ISLAND IN THE RIVER.


DAMON AND PYTHIAS.


THE NEXT MORNING.


MYSTERIOUS PROCEEDINGS.


BROADCLOTH AND CIVILIZATION.


I MAKE MY DEBUT IN SOCIETY.


THE HONORABLE SOCIETY OF LES CHICARDS.


THE STUDENT'S STORY.


WHAT IT IS TO BE A CAVALIERE SERVENTE.


A CONTRETEMPS IN A CARRIAGE.


THE WIDOW OF A MINISTER OF FINANCE.


A MARRIAGE NOT "A LA MODE."


A DINNER AT THE MAISON DORÉE AND AN EVENING PARTY IN THE QUARTIER LATIN.


THE CHATEAU DE SAINTE AULAIRE.


I FALL A SACRIFICE TO MRS. GRUNDY.


HIGH ART IN THE QUARTIER LATIN.


THE QUARTIER LATIN.


THE FETE AT COURBEVOIE.


THAT TERRIBLE MÜLLER.


THE PETIT COURIER ILLUSTRÉ.


THE ÉCOLE DE NATATION.


THE RUE DE L'ANCIENNE COMÉDIE AND THE CAFÉ PROCOPE.


THE PHILOSOPHY OF BREAKFAST.


A MAN WITH A HISTORY.


FANCIES ABOUT FACES.


RETURNED WITH THANKS.


AN EVENING PARTY AMONG THE PETIT-BOURGEOISIE.


MY AUNT'S FLOWER GARDEN.


WEARY AND FAR DISTANT.


THE VICOMTE DE CAYLUS.


GUICHET THE MODEL.


NUMBER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVEN.


THE END OF BRAS BE FER.


THE ENIGMA OF THE THIRD STORY.


A CHRONICLE ABOUT FROISSART.


THE OLD, OLD STORY.


ON A WINTER'S EVENING.


A PRESCRIPTION.


UNDER THE STARS.


THERMOPYLÆ.


ALL ABOUT ART.


THE KING OF DIAMONDS.


THE DUEL AT BELLEVUE.


THE PORTRAIT.


NEWS FROM ENGLAND.


THE FADING OF THE RAINBOW.


TREATETH OF MANY THINGS; BUT CHIEFLY OF BOOKS AND POETS.


MY BIRTHDAY.


BRINGETH THIS TRUE STORY TO AN END.


THE END.

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Язык

Английский

Год издания

2004-05-01

Темы

Love stories; Paris (France) -- Fiction; Medical students -- Fiction

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