The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, GentG. P. Putnam, 1849 - 465 páginas |
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... hear the halloo of any survivors : but all was silent - we never saw or heard any thing of them more . " I confess these stories , for a time , put an end to all my fine fancies . The storm increased with the night . The sea was lashed ...
... hear the halloo of any survivors : but all was silent - we never saw or heard any thing of them more . " I confess these stories , for a time , put an end to all my fine fancies . The storm increased with the night . The sea was lashed ...
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... hear more distinctly . His step made a noise on the gravel walk . A bright beautiful face glanced out at the window and vanished — a light footstep was heard - and Mary came tripping forth to meet us : she was in a pretty rural dress of ...
... hear more distinctly . His step made a noise on the gravel walk . A bright beautiful face glanced out at the window and vanished — a light footstep was heard - and Mary came tripping forth to meet us : she was in a pretty rural dress of ...
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... hear the shrill voice of Dame Van Winkle . He found the house gone to decay - the roof fallen in , the windows shattered , and the doors off the hinges . A half - starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it . Rip called him ...
... hear the shrill voice of Dame Van Winkle . He found the house gone to decay - the roof fallen in , the windows shattered , and the doors off the hinges . A half - starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it . Rip called him ...
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... hear a thunder- storm of a summer afternoon about the Kaatskill , but they say Hendrick Hudson and his crew are at their game of nine - pins ; and it is a common wish of all henpecked husbands in the neigh- borhood , when life hangs ...
... hear a thunder- storm of a summer afternoon about the Kaatskill , but they say Hendrick Hudson and his crew are at their game of nine - pins ; and it is a common wish of all henpecked husbands in the neigh- borhood , when life hangs ...
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... hear the racing of pens over sheets of paper , or occasionally , the deep sigh of one of these sages , as he shifted his position to turn over the page of an old folio ; doubtless arising from that hol- lowness and flatulency incident ...
... hear the racing of pens over sheets of paper , or occasionally , the deep sigh of one of these sages , as he shifted his position to turn over the page of an old folio ; doubtless arising from that hol- lowness and flatulency incident ...
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Página 58 - Rip's heart died away at hearing of these sad changes in his home and friends, and finding himself thus alone in the world. Every answer puzzled him too, by treating of such enormous lapses of time, and of matters which he could not understand: war — congress — Stony Point — he had no courage to ask after any more friends, but cried out in despair, "Does nobody here know Rip Van Winkle?" "Oh, Rip Van Winkle!" exclaimed two or three. "Oh, to be sure! that's Rip Van Winkle yonder, leaning against...
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 47 - Rip's sole domestic adherent was his dog Wolf, who was as much henpecked as his master ; for Dame Van Winkle regarded them as companions in idleness, and even looked upon Wolf with an evil eye, as the cause of his master's going so often astray.
Página 423 - Not far from this village, perhaps about two miles, there is a little valley, or rather lap of land, among high hills, which is one of the quietest places in the whole world. A small brook glides through it, with just murmur enough to lull one to repose; and the occasional whistle of a quail or tapping of a woodpecker is almost the only sound that ever breaks in upon the uniform tranquillity.
Página 41 - The result of all these researches was a history of the province during the reign of the Dutch governors, which he published some years since. There have been various opinions as to the literary character of his work, and, to tell the truth, it is not a whit better than it should be.
Página 418 - and increase confidence in the power and wisdom and providence of Almighty God, I will walk the meadows by some gliding stream, and there contemplate the lilies that take no care, and those very many other little living creatures that are not only created, but fed (man knows not how), by the goodness of the God of nature, and therefore trust in him.
Página 46 - ... else; the rain always made a point of setting in just as he had some outdoor work to do. So that though his patrimonial estate had dwindled away under his management, acre by acre until there was little more left than a mere patch of Indian corn and potatoes, yet it was the worst conditioned farm in the neighbourhood.
Página 444 - As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye, ever open to every symptom of culinary abundance, ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn.
Página 59 - The bystanders began now to look at each other, nod, wink significantly, and tap their fingers against their foreheads. There was a whisper, also, about securing the gun, and keeping the old fellow from doing mischief, at the very suggestion of which the selfimportant man in the cocked hat retired with some precipitation.
Página 178 - Lay a garland on my hearse, Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear; Say I died true: My love was false, but I was firm From my hour of birth. Upon my buried body lie Lightly, gentle earth!