"Dearest Heart""Pray three, put your journey until sunrise, and sleep in your own bed-to night."
"Pray, tarry with me this night, dear husband, of all nights in the year!"
Text Evidence: "Pray three, put your journey until sunrise, and sleep in your own bed-to night." Pray, tarry with me this night, dear husband, of all nights in the year!"
Text evidence: Young Goodman Brown came forth, at sunset, into the street of Salem Village, but put his head back, after crossing the threshold, to exchange a parting kiss with his young wife. And Faith, as the wife was aptly named, thrust her own pretty head into the street, letting the wind play with the pink ribbons of her cap, while she called to Goodman Brown
Text Evidence: Thus sped the demoniac on his course, until, quivering among the trees, he saw a red light before him, as when the felled trunks and branches of a clearing have been set on fire, and throw up their lurid blaze against the sky at the hour of midnight.
Text Evidence: The Fiend in his own shape is less hideous, than when he rages in the breast of man.
Text Evidence: And when he had lived long, and was borne to his grave, a hoary corpse, followed by faith, an aged women, and children and grandchildren, a goodly procession, besides neighbors, not a few, they carved no hopeful verse upon his tombstone; for his dying hour was gloom.