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           ‘Father,ifyouhadknown,whenwewerelasttogetherhere,whatevenIfearedwhileIstroveagainstitasithasbeenmytaskfrominfancytostriveagainsteverynaturalpromptingthathasariseninmyheart;ifyouhadknownthattherelingeredinmybreast,sensibilities,affections,weaknessescapableofbeingcherishedintostrength,defyingallthecalculationsevermadebyman,andnomoreknowntohisarithmeticthanhisCreatoris,wouldyouhavegivenmetothehusbandwhomIamnowsurethatIhate?’

           Hesaid,‘No.No,mypoorchild.’

           ‘Wouldyouhavedoomedme,atanytime,tothefrostandblightthathavehardenedandspoiledme?Wouldyouhaverobbedmefornoone’senrichmentonlyforthegreaterdesolationofthisworldoftheimmaterialpartofmylife,thespringandsummerofmybelief,myrefugefromwhatissordidandbadintherealthingsaroundme,myschoolinwhichIshouldhavelearnedtobemorehumbleandmoretrustingwiththem,andtohopeinmylittlespheretomakethembetter?’

           ‘Ono,no.No,Louisa.’

           ‘Yet,father,ifIhadbeenstoneblind;ifIhadgropedmywaybymysenseoftouch,andhadbeenfree,whileIknewtheshapesandsurfacesofthings,toexercisemyfancysomewhat,inregardtothem;Ishouldhavebeenamilliontimeswiser,happier,moreloving,morecontented,moreinnocentandhumaninallgoodrespects,thanIamwiththeeyesIhave.Now,hearwhatIhavecometosay.’

           Hemoved,tosupportherwithhisarm.

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