The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. ...G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1888 - Всего страниц: 532 |
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... never see any of those things during their earlier years . I think I told you that Walter is sweeping the firmament with a feather like a maypole , and indenting the pavement with a sword like a scythe - in other words he has become a ...
... never see any of those things during their earlier years . I think I told you that Walter is sweeping the firmament with a feather like a maypole , and indenting the pavement with a sword like a scythe - in other words he has become a ...
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... never need an American look be- yond his own country for the sublime and beautiful of natural scenery . But Europe held forth the charms of storied and political association . There were to be seen the masterpieces of art , the ...
... never need an American look be- yond his own country for the sublime and beautiful of natural scenery . But Europe held forth the charms of storied and political association . There were to be seen the masterpieces of art , the ...
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... never heard of more ! " The sight of this wreck , as usual , gave rise to many dismal anecdotes . This was particularly the case in the evening , when the weather , which had hitherto been fair , began to look wild and threatening , and ...
... never heard of more ! " The sight of this wreck , as usual , gave rise to many dismal anecdotes . This was particularly the case in the evening , when the weather , which had hitherto been fair , began to look wild and threatening , and ...
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... never for- get that cry ! It was some time before we could put the ship about , she was under such head- way . We returned , as nearly as we could guess , to the place where the smack had anchored . We cruised about for several hours in ...
... never for- get that cry ! It was some time before we could put the ship about , she was under such head- way . We returned , as nearly as we could guess , to the place where the smack had anchored . We cruised about for several hours in ...
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... never deceived hope nor deserted sorrow . I do not wish to censure ; but , surely , if the people of Liverpool had been properly sensible of what was due to Mr. Roscoe and themselves , his library would never have been sold . Good ...
... never deceived hope nor deserted sorrow . I do not wish to censure ; but , surely , if the people of Liverpool had been properly sensible of what was due to Mr. Roscoe and themselves , his library would never have been sold . Good ...
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Стр. 68 - The very village was altered; it was larger and more populous. There were rows of houses which he had never seen before, and those which had been his familiar haunts had disappeared. Strange names were over the doors, strange faces at the windows — everything was strange.
Стр. 52 - 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. Every change of season, every change of weather, indeed, every hour of the day, produces some change in the magical hues and shapes of these mountains, and they are regarded by all the good wives, far and near, as perfect barometers.
Стр. 68 - ... air about a dry tree that overhung a sunny precipice; and who, secure in their elevation, seemed to look down and scoff 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. He shook his head, shouldered the rusty firelock, and, with a heart full of trouble and anxiety, turned his steps homeward.
Стр. 58 - The moment Wolf entered the house his crest fell, his tail drooped to the ground or curled between his legs, he sneaked about with a gallows air; casting many a sidelong glance at Dame Van Winkle, and at the least flourish of a broomstick or ladle, he would fly to the door with yelping precipitation.
Стр. 65 - ... of excellent Hollands. He was naturally a thirsty soul, and was soon tempted to repeat the draught. One taste provoked another, and he reiterated his visits to the flagon so often that at length his senses were overpowered, his eyes swam in his head, his head gradually declined, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Стр. 237 - Among the musical disciples who assembled one evening in each week to receive his instructions in psalmody, was Katrina Van Tassel, the daughter and only child of a substantial Dutch farmer. She was a blooming lass of fresh eighteen ; plump as a partridge, ripe and melting and rosy-cheeked as one of her father's peaches, and universally famed, not merely for her beauty, but her vast expectations.
Стр. 64 - What seemed particularly odd to Rip was, that though these folks were evidently amusing themselves, yet they maintained the gravest faces, the most mysterious silence, and were, withal, the most melancholy party of pleasure he had ever witnessed.
Стр. 145 - As monumental bronze unchanged his look; A soul that pity touch'd, but never shook ; Train'd from his tree-rock'd cradle to his bier The fierce extremes of good and ill to brook Impassive — fearing but the shame of fear — A stoic of the woods — a man without a tear XXIV.
Стр. 13 - Since ghost there is none to affright thee. Let not the dark thee cumber ; What though the moon does slumber? The stars of the night Will lend thee their light, Like tapers clear without number. Then, Julia, let me woo thee, Thus, thus to come unto me ; And when I shall meet Thy silvery feet, My soul I'll pour into thee.
Стр. 110 - Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise: Arise, arise.