, in the midsummer of the year of grace 1621 , as I sat upon my doorstep , my long pipe between my teeth and my eyes upon the pallid stream below , my thoughtsthoughtwere busy with these matters , -- so busy that I did not see a horse and rider emergeemergefrom the dimness of the forest into the cleared space before my palisade , nor knew , until his voicevoicecamecomeup the bank , that my good friend , Master John Rolfe , was without and would speak to me .
These thoughtsthoughtwere heavy enough -- perhaps even more overwhelming than that grief which develops love to its highest point of intensity .
He wished to be alone with some new thoughtsthoughtthat had lately come to him .
She simply observedobserveherself as a fair product of Nature in the feminine kind , her thoughtsthoughtseeming to glide into far-off though likely dramas in which men would play a part -- vistas of probable triumphs -- the smilessmilebeing of a phase suggesting that hearts were imagined as lost and won .
When the Doctor wentgoin to his favourite seclusion , tired and heated and sad -- for even on the day of his wife 's funeralfuneralthe favourite doctor of Carlingford had patients to think of -- the very heaviness of his thoughtsthoughtgave warmthwarmthto his indignationindignation.
However , in my thoughtsthoughtI could not sufficiently wonder at the intrepidity of these diminutive mortals , who durst venture to mountmountand walkwalkupon my body , while one of my hands was at liberty , without trembling at the very sight of so prodigious a creature as I must appear to them .