The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. [pseud.] ...Carey, Lea & Carey, 1829 |
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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 ...
Página 97
... song of the charmer , charm he never so wisely . " The person who told me her story had seen her at a masquerade . There can be no exhibition of far- gone wretchedness more striking and painful than to meet it in such a scene . To find ...
... song of the charmer , charm he never so wisely . " The person who told me her story had seen her at a masquerade . There can be no exhibition of far- gone wretchedness more striking and painful than to meet it in such a scene . To find ...
Página 99
... song 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 ...
... song 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 ...
Página 117
... gloomy reflection were meant as preparative to the brightest scene of his story , and to contrast with that effulgence of light and loveliness , that ex- hilarating accompaniment of bird , and song , and foliage A ROYAL POET . 117.
... gloomy reflection were meant as preparative to the brightest scene of his story , and to contrast with that effulgence of light and loveliness , that ex- hilarating accompaniment of bird , and song , and foliage A ROYAL POET . 117.
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ancient antiquity Baltus Van Tassel Baron beautiful bosom Bracebridge bustle Canonchet castle character charm cheer Christmas church churchyard companion cottage countenance custom Dame deep delight distant door earth Eastcheap English Falstaff fancy favourite feelings festivity fire flowers friends gathered goblin grave green hall hand heard heart holyday honour horses hung Ichabod Ichabod Crane Indian John Bull kind lady land Little Britain living look mansion Master Simon melan merry mind mingled monuments nature neighbourhood neighbouring never night noble old English old gentleman once passed Philip poet poor pride quiet Rip Van Winkle round rural scene seemed Shakspeare side Sleepy Hollow sometimes song sorrow soul sound spectre spirit Squire story sweet tender thing thought tion tomb tower trees turn village wandering Wassail Wat Tyler Westminster Abbey whole wild William Walworth window Winkle worthy Wurtzburg young
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Página 49 - Rip Van Winkle, however, was one of those happy mortals, of foolish, well-oiled dispositions, who take the world easy, eat white bread or brown, whichever can be got with least thought or trouble, and would rather starve on a penny than work for a pound. If left to himself, he would have whistled life away in perfect contentment ; but his wife kept continually dinning in his ears about his idleness, his carelessness, and the ruin he was bringing on his family.
Página 55 - 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. Nothing interrupted the stillness of the scene but the noise of the balls, which, whenever they were rolled, echoed along the mountains like rumbling peals of thunder.
Página 57 - ... came tumbling in a sheet of feathery foam, and fell into a broad deep basin, black from the shadows of the surrounding forest. Here, then, poor Rip was brought to a stand. He again called and whistled after his dog ; he was only answered by the cawing of a flock of idle crows, sporting high in 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.
Página 50 - ... and all-besetting terrors of a woman's tongue ? 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.
Página 52 - ... 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 of encountering the terrors of Dame Van Winkle. As he was about to descend, he heard a voice from a distance, hallooing, "Rip Van Winkle! Rip Van Winkle!
Página 62 - A tory! A tory! A spy! A refugee! Hustle him! Away with him!" It was with great difficulty that the self-important man in the cocked hat restored order; and, having assumed a tenfold austerity of brow, demanded again of the unknown culprit, what he came there for and whom he was seeking. The poor man humbly assured him that he meant no harm, but merely came there in search of some of his neighbors who used to keep about the tavern. "Well, who are they? Name them.
Página 54 - 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.
Página 13 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Página 45 - 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 2 - IDE, of the said District, hath deposited in this office, the title of a book, the right whereof he claims as proprietor, in the words following, to wit : " Inductive Grammar, designed for beginners. By an Instructer." In conformity to the act of the Congress of the United States...