It May Be True Kate Wood

ISBN: 9780217226936

Published: April 21st 2013

Paperback

108 pages


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It May Be True  by  Kate Wood

It May Be True by Kate Wood
April 21st 2013 | Paperback | PDF, EPUB, FB2, DjVu, audiobook, mp3, RTF | 108 pages | ISBN: 9780217226936 | 8.23 Mb

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1865 edition. Excerpt: ...said Robert. True.MoreThis historic book may have numerous typos and missing text.

Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1865 edition. Excerpt: ...said Robert. True. She turned upon her heel and went into the cottage, and seating herself in a low chair, began rocking it backwards and fowards, singing, in a kind of low, monotonous chant, When the leaves from the trees begin to fall Then the corse hangs darkly over the Hall.

That must be now, then, said Robert, who had followed her in, for the leaves are falling thick enough and fast enough in the wood. Darker and darker as the leaves fall thicker, she replied, and darkest of all when they are on the ground, and the trees bare. What will happen then? Ask your own heart: hasnt it anger, hatred, and despair in it? Did I not hear you call aloud for vengeance-?

And what good can come of it? continued she, seeing he made no reply- like you, Ive had all that in my heart, until curses loud and bitter have followed one after another, heaped on those who injured me, and yet Im as far off from happiness as ever. I began to seek it when I was a young woman, and look! my hair is grey, and yet I have not found it- while the fierce anger, the strong will to return evil for evil, have faded from my spirit like the slow whitening of these grey hairs. Theres only despair now, and hatred for those, for her who did me wrong. Do we all hate as mercilessly as this?

I feel that a look, a word of love would turn my heart from bitterness. Then the injury has not been deep. Ive lived here a lonely woman twenty years, and a look, a word, will sometimes call the fierce blood to my heart. When the injury is eternal and irremediable then the hate must be lasting too. The injured heart may forgive, said Vavasour. It may forgive. But forget its hate! its wrongs! its despair! Never, never, said she, fiercely. It...



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