porque não

Nathaniel Hawthorne: contos e esboços

e não faço ideia se os contos estão publicados em português. vale o paper pela panorâmica sobre a obra completa.

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"Three little hills stood near each other, and down in the midst of
them sunk a hollow basin, almost mathematically circular, two or three
hundred feet in breadth, and of such depth that a stately cedar might but
just be visible above the sides. Dwarf pines were numerous upon the
hills, and partly fringed the outer verge of the intermediate hollow, with-
in which there was nothing but the brown grass of October, and here
and there a tree trunk that had fallen long ago, and lay mouldering with
no green successsor from its roots. One of these masses of decaying
wood, formerly a majestic oak, rested close beside a pool of green and
sluggish water at the bottom of the basin. Such scenes as this (so gray
tradition tells) were once the resort of the Power of Evil and his plighted
subjects; and here, at midnight or on the dim verge of evening, they were
said to stand round the mantling pool, disturbing its putrid waters in the
performance of an impious baptismal rite. The chill beauty of an autum-
nal sunset was now gilding the three hill-tops, whence a paler tint stole
down their sides into the hollow."
The Hollow of the Three Hills, de Hawthorne. (link em .pdf)

de onde uns vampiros travestidos para usar uma palavra recente copiam sem vergonha. era 1837.