The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, GentG. P. Putnam, 1849 - 465 páginas |
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... as it were , in the foot- steps of antiquity - to loiter about the ruined castle - to meditate on the falling tower - to escape , in short , from the common - place realities of the present , and lose myself among the 10 THE SKETCH BOOK .
... as it were , in the foot- steps of antiquity - to loiter about the ruined castle - to meditate on the falling tower - to escape , in short , from the common - place realities of the present , and lose myself among the 10 THE SKETCH BOOK .
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... antiquity , he has interwoven the history of his life . with the history of his native town , and has made the foundations of its fame the monuments of his virtues . Wherever you go in Liverpool , you perceive traces of his footsteps in ...
... antiquity , he has interwoven the history of his life . with the history of his native town , and has made the foundations of its fame the monuments of his virtues . Wherever you go in Liverpool , you perceive traces of his footsteps in ...
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... antiquity and posterity ; with antiquity , in the sweet communion of studious retirement ; and with posterity , in the generous aspirings after future renown . The solitude of such a mind is its state of highest enjoyment . It is then ...
... antiquity and posterity ; with antiquity , in the sweet communion of studious retirement ; and with posterity , in the generous aspirings after future renown . The solitude of such a mind is its state of highest enjoyment . It is then ...
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... antiquity , having been founded by some of the Dutch colonists , in the early times of the province , just about the beginning of the government of the good Peter Stuyvesant , ( may he rest in peace ! ) and there were some of the houses ...
... antiquity , having been founded by some of the Dutch colonists , in the early times of the province , just about the beginning of the government of the good Peter Stuyvesant , ( may he rest in peace ! ) and there were some of the houses ...
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... the idea of England . We looked to it with a hallowed feeling of tenderness and veneration , as the land of our forefathers - the august reposi- tory of the monuments and antiquities of our race - ENGLISH WRITERS ON AMERICA . 71.
... the idea of England . We looked to it with a hallowed feeling of tenderness and veneration , as the land of our forefathers - the august reposi- tory of the monuments and antiquities of our race - ENGLISH WRITERS ON AMERICA . 71.
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Página 419 - IN the bosom of one of those spacious coves which indent the eastern shore of the Hudson, at that broad expansion of the river denominated by the ancient Dutch navigators the Tappan Zee, and where they always prudently shortened sail, and implored the protection of St. Nicholas when they crossed, there lies a small...
Página 49 - thy mistress leads thee a dog's life of it; but never mind, my lad, whilst I live, thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee!" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity, I verily believe he reciprocated the sentiment with all his heart.
Página 47 - Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle as years of matrimony rolled on; a tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use.
Página 43 - WHOEVER has made a voyage up the Hudson must remember the Kaatskill mountains. They are a dismembered branch of the great Appalachian family, and are seen away to the west of the river, swelling up to a noble height, and lording it over the surrounding country.
Página 59 - The name of the child, the air of the mother, the tone of her voice, all awakened a train of recollections in his mind. "What is your name, my good woman ? " asked he.
Página 54 - ... at the poor man's perplexities. What was to be done ? the morning was passing away, and Rip felt famished for want of his breakfast. He grieved to give up his dog and gun ; he dreaded to meet his wife; but it would not do to starve among the mountains.
Página 93 - He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him ; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him.
Página 45 - The children of the village, too, would shout with joy whenever he approached. He assisted at their sports, made their playthings, taught them to fly kites and shoot marbles, and told them long stories of ghosts, witches, and Indians. Whenever he went dodging about the village, he I was surrounded by a troop of them, hanging on his skirts, clambering on his back, and playing a thousand tricks on him with impunity; and not a dog would bark at him throughout the neighborhood. The great error in Rip's...
Página 93 - She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps. And lovers around her are sighing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps. For her heart in his grave is lying.
Página 58 - There was a silence for a little while, when an old man replied, in a thin piping voice, "Nicholas Vedder! why, he is dead and gone these eighteen years! There was a wooden tombstone in the church-yard that used to tell all about him, but that's rotten and gone too.