Capitolo 24
ears the festive noise of the barrier. How their good they knew that that it everybody
wanted to say--this far-flowing tide of the generosity! As perfectly they saw
the whole portrait of the city out of what the vehicles had come: the
atmosphere of him already darkened by the smoke to pour of soft coal
you give his/her fireplaces, so that twilight in him had already started to fall
before of twilight out in the country and lamp-posts to weakly sparkle long
the small roads and shops to be illuminated to the delight of
window-looking fixed, mystery-loving children--wild with their party
excitements and the secretiveness. In some place in their crowd really two
children were busy unless they had already started house.
For years he had contained a professorate in the university in this city,
driving in and out of his/her house; but with the closing of this academician
per annum he was to connect the slender file of Southern men that I/you/they have been
called to the Northern universities: these changes would intend the end of
the life here. Both the thought of this now--of the last Christmas in the
house; and with the their same impulse they turned again him their fixed look to him.
Half one century ago the it starved genius of the Shield, a
writer of songs, reputed out the portrait in summer of this earth his/her,
lawns and mature tops of corn; and as one presses out the spirit of
a whole vineyard when he bursts a solitary grape of grape on his/her language,
him, the writer of song exhausted drop by drop the wine of that scene in
the notes of an only melody. The nation now knows its song the world,
he/she knows him/it--the only music of which you/he/she has ever captured the joy and the peace
Life of American house--embodying his a lot of soul in the clear amber
of sound.
This house was one of such agricultural house as the genius it sang of: a minimum,
old style, brown-bulwark, grey-covered a roof of battens house; with fireplaces
generous, with green window-taxes less that green and white
window-windowsill less that white; with feudal grapevines that give to his/her walls