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Young Goodman Brown
Atleasttherewerehighdameswellknowntoher,andwivesofhonoredhusbands,andwidows,agreatmultitude,andancientmaidens,allofexcellentrepute,andfairyounggirls,whotrembledlesttheirmothersshouldespythem.EitherthesuddengleamsoflightflashingovertheobscurefieldbedazzledGoodmanBrown,orherecognizedascoreofthechurchmembersofSalemvillagefamousfortheirespecialsanctity.GoodoldDeaconGookinhadarrived,andwaitedattheskirtsofthatvenerablesaint,hisreveredpastor.But,irreverentlyconsortingwiththesegrave,reputable,andpiouspeople,theseeldersofthechurch,thesechastedamesanddewyvirgins,thereweremenofdissolutelivesandwomenofspottedfame,wretchesgivenovertoallmeanandfilthyvice,andsuspectedevenofhorridcrimes.Itwasstrangetoseethatthegoodshranknotfromthewicked,norwerethesinnersabashedbythesaints.Scatteredalsoamongtheirpale-facedenemiesweretheIndianpriests,orpowwows,whohadoftenscaredtheirnativeforestwithmorehideousincantationsthananyknowntoEnglishwitchcraft.
"ButwhereisFaith?"thoughtGoodmanBrown;and,ashopecameintohisheart,hetrembled.
Anotherverseofthehymnarose,aslowandmournfulstrain,suchasthepiouslove,butjoinedtowordswhichexpressedallthatournaturecanconceiveofsin,anddarklyhintedatfarmore.Unfathomabletomeremortalsistheloreoffiends.
