The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. [pseud.], Volume 1Carey, Lea & Blanchard, 1836 |
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... green meadow land ; while the Welsh mountains , blending with clouds , and melting into distance , bordered the horizon . This was Roscoe's favourite residence during the days of his prosperity . It had been the seat of ele- gant ...
... green meadow land ; while the Welsh mountains , blending with clouds , and melting into distance , bordered the horizon . This was Roscoe's favourite residence during the days of his prosperity . It had been the seat of ele- gant ...
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... 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 , just about the beginning of the govern- ment of the good Peter ...
... 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 , just about the beginning of the govern- ment of the good Peter ...
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... green knoll covered with mountain herbage , that crowned the brow of a precipice . From an opening between the trees , he could overlook all the lower country for many a mile of rich woodland . He saw at a distance the lordly Hudson ...
... green knoll covered with mountain herbage , that crowned the brow of a precipice . From an opening between the trees , he could overlook all the lower country for many a mile of rich woodland . He saw at a distance the lordly Hudson ...
Página 56
... green knoll from whence he had first seen the old man of the glen . He rubbed his eyes - it was a bright sunny morning . The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes , and the eagle was wheeling aloft , and breasting the pure ...
... green knoll from whence he had first seen the old man of the glen . He rubbed his eyes - it was a bright sunny morning . The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes , and the eagle was wheeling aloft , and breasting the pure ...
Página 82
... green lanes ; he must loiter about country church- es ; attend wakes and fairs , and other rural festivals ; and cope with the people in all their conditions , and all their habits and humours . In some countries , the large cities ...
... green lanes ; he must loiter about country church- es ; attend wakes and fairs , and other rural festivals ; and cope with the people in all their conditions , and all their habits and humours . In some countries , the large cities ...
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Página 56 - On waking, he found himself on the green knoll whence he had first seen the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes. It was a bright, sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was wheeling aloft and breasting the pure mountain breeze. "Surely," thought Rip. "I have not slept here all night.
Página 53 - He was a short, square-built old fellow, with thick bushy hair, and a grizzled beard. His dress was of the antique Dutch fashion: a cloth jerkin...
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 69 - 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...
Página 51 - ... of his wife, was to take gun in hand and stroll away into the woods. Here he would sometimes seat himself at the foot of a tree, and share the contents of his wallet with Wolf, with whom he sympathized as a fellow-sufferer in persecution. "Poor Wolf...
Página 59 - It was with some difficulty that he found the way to his own house, which he approached with silent awe, expecting every moment to 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.
Página 62 - There was a silence for a little while, when an old man replied, in a thin, piping voice, "Nicholas Vedder! why, he is dead and gone these eighteen years! There was a wooden tombstone in the churchyard that used to tell all about him, but that's rotten and gone too.
Página 63 - Rip looked, and beheld a precise counterpart of himself as he went up the mountain ; apparently as lazy, and certainly as ragged. The poor fellow was now completely confounded.
Página 59 - 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.
Página 225 - They linger about these as about the tombs of friends and companions ; for indeed there is something of companionship between the author and the reader. Other men are known to posterity only through the medium of history, which is continually growing faint and obscure : but the intercourse between the author and his fellowmen is ever new, active, and immediate.