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Paragraph | A White Heron (1886) text | Tales of New England (1890) text |
1 | away from whatever light there was, and striking deep into the woods, | away from the western light, and striking deep into the dark woods, |
2 | away among the huckleberry bushes | away among the high huckleberry bushes |
2 | at half-past five o'clock | at half past five o'clock |
2 | a wretched geranium that belonged | a wretched dry geranium that belonged |
4 | taking slow steps and the child very fast | taking slow steps, and the child very fast |
4 | to be wide awake, and going | to be wide-awake, and going |
4 | when she was there, the thought of the | when she was there; the thought of the |
5 | Not a bird's-whistle, which | Not a bird's whistle, which |
7 | It did not seem to be her fault | It did not appear to be her fault |
10 | dropped a lumpy game-bag | dropped a heavy game-bag |
13 | went out to the main road | went out on the main road |
14 | eaten for a month, and afterward the new-made friends sat down in the door-way together while the moon came up. | eaten for a month; then, afterward, the new-made friends sat down in the doorway together while the moon came up. |
15 | so Sylvia's mother, and a son | so that Sylvia's mother, and a son |
15 | if it had been so as I could." | if it had been so as I could. |
16 | "Sylvy takes after him," ... and the wild creaturs counts her one o' themselves. | "Sylvia takes after him," ... and the wild creatur's counts her one o' themselves. |
18 | if they can be found." | if they can be found. |
20 | "Oh no, they're stuffed and preserved | "Oh, no, they're stuffed and preserved |
20 | white heron a few miles from here | white heron three miles from here |
23 | just this side the sea itself, which Sylvia wondered and dreamed much about, but never had seen, whose great voice could sometimes be heard above the noise of the woods on stormy nights. | and beyond those was the sea, the sea which Sylvia wondered and dreamed about, but never had looked upon, though its great voice could often be heard above the noise of the woods on stormy nights. |
25 | its hole under the door-step, | its hole under the doorstep, |
26 | young creatures who traversed the solemn ..., parting the branches -- speaking | young foresters who traversed the solemn ... , parting the branches, -- speaking |
27 | would have terrified her -- it was | would have terrified her, -- it was |
28 | easily discover from whence the white | easily discover whence the white |
29 | All night the door of the little house stood open and the | All night the door of the little house stood open, and the |
31 | and small and silly Sylvia began | and small and hopeful Sylvia began |
32 | the child knew she must hurry | the child knew that she must hurry |
33 | spark of human spirit wending its way | spark of human spirit creeping and climbing its way |
33 | the sweet voiced thrushes, .... And the tree stood still and frowned away the winds | the sweet-voiced thrushes, .... And the tree stood still and held away the winds |
34 | when one had only seen them before far up | when before one had only seen them far up |
34 | and white villages, truly it was a vast and awesome world! | and white villages; truly it was a vast and awesome world. |
35 | his mate on the nest and plumes | his mate on the nest, and plumes |
37 | husk bed was empty and Sylvia had | husk bed was empty, and Sylvia had |
38 | now she must really be made to tell. | now she must really be persuaded to tell. |
40 | nine years growing and now | nine years growing, and now |
41 | the sight of thrushes and sparrows | the piteous sight of thrushes and sparrows |
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