Pym: A Novel by Mat Johnson A riveting adventure novel that is also a cutting meditation on race, literature, and obsession.
According to Gardiner, she was by this time bestowing her favors upon Pym.
Pym has not left out one of them—I would You heard Pym raging!
So he had put his letter firmly on Pym's table; but it was a staggerer to find that gentleman in possession of the others.
Pym will fail worse than Strafford if he thinks To frighten him.
Indeed, we neither of us spoke during the half-mile walk that separated the Wood Farm from the last cottage in Pym.
I would Pym had made haste: that's Bryan, hush— The gallant pointing.
A curious feeling, against taking Pym out again, lay within him; like an instinct, it seemed; a prevision of warning.
A golden apple in a silver picture, To greet Pym as he passes!
His estate had turned in Boyle's more patient hands into a noble domain with a revenue estimated by Pym in 1616 at £12,000.