The Works of Washington Irving...: Sketch book. 1848G. P. Putnam, 1848 |
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... as it were , in the foot- steps of antiquity - to loiter about the ruined castle - to meditate on the falling tower — to escape , in short , from the common - place realities of the present , and lose myself among the 10 THE SKETCH BOOK .
... as it were , in the foot- steps of antiquity - to loiter about the ruined castle - to meditate on the falling tower — to escape , in short , from the common - place realities of the present , and lose myself among the 10 THE SKETCH BOOK .
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... antiquity , he has interwoven the history of his life with the history of his native town , and has made the foundations of its fame the monuments of his virtues . Wherever you go in Liverpool , you perceive traces of his footsteps in ...
... antiquity , he has interwoven the history of his life with the history of his native town , and has made the foundations of its fame the monuments of his virtues . Wherever you go in Liverpool , you perceive traces of his footsteps in ...
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... antiquity and posterity ; with antiquity , in the sweet communion of studious retirement ; and with posterity , in the generous aspirings after future renown . The solitude of such a mind is its state of highest enjoyment . It is then ...
... antiquity and posterity ; with antiquity , in the sweet communion of studious retirement ; and with posterity , in the generous aspirings after future renown . The solitude of such a mind is its state of highest enjoyment . It is then ...
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... antiquity , having been founded by some of the Dutch colonists , in the early times of the province , just about the beginning of the government of the good Peter Stuyvesant , ( may he rest in peace ! ) and there were some of the houses ...
... antiquity , having been founded by some of the Dutch colonists , in the early times of the province , just about the beginning of the government of the good Peter Stuyvesant , ( may he rest in peace ! ) and there were some of the houses ...
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... the idea of England . We looked to it with a hallowed feeling of tenderness and veneration , as the land of our forefathers - the august reposi- tory of the monuments and antiquities of our race - ENGLISH WRITERS ON AMERICA . 71.
... the idea of England . We looked to it with a hallowed feeling of tenderness and veneration , as the land of our forefathers - the august reposi- tory of the monuments and antiquities of our race - ENGLISH WRITERS ON AMERICA . 71.
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Página 58 - 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 56 - He recognized on the sign, however, the ruby face of King George, under which he had smoked so many a peaceful pipe; but even this was singularly metamorphosed. The red coat was changed for one of blue and buff, a sword was held in the hand instead of a sceptre, the head was decorated with a cocked hat, and underneath was painted in large characters, GENERAL WASHINGTON.
Página 55 - 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 44 - In that same village, and in one of these very houses, (which, to tell the precise truth, was sadly time-worn and weather-beaten,) there lived many years since, while the country was yet a province of Great Britain, a simple good-natured fellow, of the name of Rip Van Winkle. He was a descendant of the Van Winkles who figured so gallantly in the chivalrous days of Peter Stuyvesant, and accompanied him to the siege of fort Christina.
Página 43 - 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 56 - There was, as usual, a crowd of folk about the door, but none that Rip recollected. The very character of the people seemed changed. There was a busy, bustling, disputatious tone about it, instead of the accustomed phlegm and drowsy tranquillity.
Página 58 - 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...
Página 47 - For a long while he used to console himself when driven from home, by frequenting a kind of perpetual club of the sages, philosophers and other idle personages of the village which held its sessions on a bench before a small inn, designated by a rubicund portrait of his majesty George the Third. Here they used to sit in the shade, through a long lazy summer's day, talking listlessly over village gossip, or telling endless sleepy stories about nothing.
Página 222 - And now they rise in triumph and acclamation, heaving higher and higher their accordant notes, and piling sound on sound. And now they pause, and the soft voices of the choir break out into sweet gushes of melody; they soar aloft, and warble along the roof, and seem to play about these lofty vaults like the pure airs of heaven. Again the pealing organ heaves its thrilling thunders, compressing air into music, and rolling it forth upon the soul.
Página 46 - Morning, noon, and night, her tongue was incessantly going, and everything he said or did was sure to produce a torrent of household eloquence. Rip had but one way of replying to all lectures of the kind, and that by frequent use had grown into a habit. He shrugged his shoulders, shook his head, cast up his eyes, but said nothing. This, however, always provoked a fresh volley from his wife, so that he was fain to draw off his forces and take to the outside of the house, the only side which in truth...