The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gentn. [pseud.]D. McKay, 1892 - Всего страниц: 406 |
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... sometimes by the delineations of beauty , sometimes by the distortions of caricature , and sometimes by the loveliness of landscape . As it is the fashion for modern tourists to travel pencil in hand , and bring home their portfolios ...
... sometimes by the delineations of beauty , sometimes by the distortions of caricature , and sometimes by the loveliness of landscape . As it is the fashion for modern tourists to travel pencil in hand , and bring home their portfolios ...
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... Sometimes a distant sail , gliding along the edge of the ocean , would be another theme of idle speculation . How interesting this fragment of a world , hastening to rejoin the great mass of existence ! What a glorious monument of human ...
... Sometimes a distant sail , gliding along the edge of the ocean , would be another theme of idle speculation . How interesting this fragment of a world , hastening to rejoin the great mass of existence ! What a glorious monument of human ...
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... sometimes break in upon the serenity of a summer voyage . As we sat around the dull light of a lamp in the cabin , that made the gloom more ghastly , every one had his tale of shipwreck and disaster . I was particularly struck with a ...
... sometimes break in upon the serenity of a summer voyage . As we sat around the dull light of a lamp in the cabin , that made the gloom more ghastly , every one had his tale of shipwreck and disaster . I was particularly struck with a ...
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... Sometimes an impend- ing surge appeared ready to overwhelm her , and nothing but a dexterous movement of the helm preserved her from the shock . When I retired to my cabin the awful scene still followed me . The whistling of the wind ...
... Sometimes an impend- ing surge appeared ready to overwhelm her , and nothing but a dexterous movement of the helm preserved her from the shock . When I retired to my cabin the awful scene still followed me . The whistling of the wind ...
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... sometimes to neglect , and to roam abroad in search of less worthy associates . He is independent of the world around * Address on the opening of the Liverpool Institution . him . He lives with antiquity and posterity - with ROSCOE . 27.
... sometimes to neglect , and to roam abroad in search of less worthy associates . He is independent of the world around * Address on the opening of the Liverpool Institution . him . He lives with antiquity and posterity - with ROSCOE . 27.
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Стр. 51 - He determined to revisit the scene of the last evening's gambol, and if he met with any of the party, to demand his dog and gun. As he rose to walk, he found himself stiff in the joints, and wanting in his usual activity. " These mountain beds do not agree with me...
Стр. 348 - This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward : nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place.
Стр. 55 - 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...
Стр. 53 - He entered the house, which, to tell the truth, Dnme Van Winkle had always kept in neat order. It was empty, forlorn, and apparently abandoned. This desolateness overcame all his connubial fears — he called loudly for his wife and children — the lonely chambers rang for a moment with his voice, and then all again was silence. He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn, but it too was gone. A large rickety wooden...
Стр. 62 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks. Methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam...
Стр. 42 - At the foot of these fairy mountains, the voyager may have descried the light smoke curling up from a village, whose shingleroofs gleam among the trees, just where the blue tints of the upland melt away into the fresh green of the nearer landscape. It is a little village, of great antiquity, having been founded by some of the Dutch colonists, in the early times of the province...
Стр. 49 - Their visages, too, were peculiar; one had a large beard, broad face, and small piggish eyes; the face of another seemed to consist entirely of nose, and was surmounted by a white sugar-loaf hat set off with a little red cock's tail. They all had beards, of various shapes and colors. There was one who seemed to be the commander.
Стр. 58 - He recollected Rip at once, and corroborated his story in the most satisfactory manner. He assured the company that it was a fact, handed down from his ancestor, the historian, that the Kaatskill mountains had always been haunted by strange beings. That it was affirmed that the great Hendrick Hudson, the first discoverer of the river and country, kept a kind of vigil there every twenty years, with his crew of the Halfmoon ; being permitted in this way to revisit the scenes of his enterprise, and...
Стр. 49 - As they ascended, Rip every now and then heard long rolling peals, like distant thunder, that seemed to issue out of a deep ravine, or rather cleft, between lofty rocks, toward which their rugged path conducted.
Стр. 47 - On the other side he looked down into a deep mountain glen, wild, lonely, and shagged, the bottom filled with fragments from the impending cliffs, and scarcely lighted by the reflected rays of the setting sun. For some time Rip lay musing on this scene ; evening was gradually advancing ; the mountains began to throw their long blue shadows over the valleys ; he saw that it would be dark long before he could reach the village, and he heaved a heavy sigh when he thought «f encountering the terrors...