The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gentn. [pseud.]D. McKay, 1892 - Всего страниц: 406 |
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... song will die away from those lips - the lustre of those eyes will be quenched with sorrow ; and the happy heart , which now beats lightly in that bosom , will be weighed down , like mine , by the cares and miseries of the world . At ...
... song will die away from those lips - the lustre of those eyes will be quenched with sorrow ; and the happy heart , which now beats lightly in that bosom , will be weighed down , like mine , by the cares and miseries of the world . At ...
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... song piped in the intervals of the acts . He seeks for fame , for fortune , for space in the world's thought and dominion over his fellow - men . But a woman's whole life is a history of the affections . The heart is her world : it is ...
... song piped in the intervals of the acts . He seeks for fame , for fortune , for space in the world's thought and dominion over his fellow - men . But a woman's whole life is a history of the affections . The heart is her world : it is ...
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... song of the charmer , charm he never so wisely . " The person who told me her story had seen her at a mas- querade . There can be no exhibition of far - gone wretch- edness more striking and painful than to meet it in such a scene to ...
... song of the charmer , charm he never so wisely . " The person who told me her story had seen her at a mas- querade . There can be no exhibition of far - gone wretch- edness more striking and painful than to meet it in such a scene to ...
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... songs of her dear native plains , Every note which he loved awaking- Ah ! little they think , who delight in her strains , How the heart of the minstrel is breaking . He had lived for his love - for his country he died— They were all ...
... songs of her dear native plains , Every note which he loved awaking- Ah ! little they think , who delight in her strains , How the heart of the minstrel is breaking . He had lived for his love - for his country he died— They were all ...
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... song and foliage and flower and all the revel of the year , with which he ushers in the lady of his heart . It is this scene , in particular , which throws all the magic of romance about the old castle keep . He had risen , he says , at ...
... song and foliage and flower and all the revel of the year , with which he ushers in the lady of his heart . It is this scene , in particular , which throws all the magic of romance about the old castle keep . He had risen , he says , at ...
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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...