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This is a short story published in ¡°Twice-Told Tales,¡± a collection of short stories by Nathaniel Hawthorne first published in 1837.
In the story, Hawthorne tells the story of Edward Payne, a young man who falls in love with a beautiful rosebud. Edward grows the rose with care and affection, but as the rose blooms, he discovers a shocking secret hidden within its petals.
"Edward Payne's Rosebud" explores themes of beauty, seduction, and the consequences of obsession. Hawthorne uses the rosebud as a symbol of purity and desire, and weaves a story that explores the complexities of human nature and the allure of the forbidden.
Like many of Hawthorne's stories, "Edward Payne's Rosebud" is characterized by rich symbolism, moral ambiguity, and psychological depth. This book challenges readers to think about love, desire, and the nature of the choices they make in pursuit of their deepest desires.
Summary
There is hardly a more difficult exercise of fancy, than, while gazing at a figure of melancholy age, to re-create its youth, and, without entirely obliterating the identity of form and features, to restore those graces which time has snatched away. Some old people, especially women, so age-worn and woeful are they, seem never to have been young and gay. It is easier to conceive that such gloomy phantoms were sent into the world as withered and decrepit as we behold them now,¡¦¡¦.
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Edward Fane's Rosebud