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... head and shoulders , " if mere shape and dimensions are kept in view . Peninsula would be the true word , were we describing things on a geographical scale ; but , as they are , I find it necessary to adhere to the local term , which is ...
... head and shoulders , " if mere shape and dimensions are kept in view . Peninsula would be the true word , were we describing things on a geographical scale ; but , as they are , I find it necessary to adhere to the local term , which is ...
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James Fenimore Cooper. head of the colony , and with whom none of the minor gentry attempted to vie . As it was , therefore , the Littlepages held a very respectable position between the higher class of the yeomanry and those who , by ...
James Fenimore Cooper. head of the colony , and with whom none of the minor gentry attempted to vie . As it was , therefore , the Littlepages held a very respectable position between the higher class of the yeomanry and those who , by ...
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... head in assent , that being the only reply the avocation of smoking rendered convenient , just at that mo- ment , unless a sort of affirmatory grunt could be construed into an auxiliary . 66 Well , he has a son going in this affair ...
... head in assent , that being the only reply the avocation of smoking rendered convenient , just at that mo- ment , unless a sort of affirmatory grunt could be construed into an auxiliary . 66 Well , he has a son going in this affair ...
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... head of Broad Street ; and thither Pompey led me , even be- fore my aunt had come down to breakfast . I could scarcely admire that fine edifice suffi- ciently ; which for size , architecture , and po- sition , has scarcely now an equal ...
... head of Broad Street ; and thither Pompey led me , even be- fore my aunt had come down to breakfast . I could scarcely admire that fine edifice suffi- ciently ; which for size , architecture , and po- sition , has scarcely now an equal ...
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... head of Broadway , just above Trinity , * had been con- verted into a tavern , and we did not know but the Patroon might choose to alight there , as it was then the principal inn of the town ; still , most people preferred Queen Street ...
... head of Broadway , just above Trinity , * had been con- verted into a tavern , and we did not know but the Patroon might choose to alight there , as it was then the principal inn of the town ; still , most people preferred Queen Street ...
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Satanstoe : Or, The Family of Littlepage: A Tale of the Colony James Fenimore Cooper Visualização integral - 1845 |
Satanstoe; Or, The Family of Littlepage: A Tale of the Colony, Volume 1 James Fenimore Cooper Visualização integral - 1845 |
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Albanian Albany Anneke Mordaunt Anneke's answered appeared army asked better Bulstrode cake called character Colonel colony companion Corny dear Dirck distance Doortje Dutch English eyes fancied father favour feel felt Follock followed forest Fort William Henry gave gentlemen girl grandfather Guert Ten Eyck hand heard heart Herman Mor Herman Mordaunt honour horses hour Hurons Indian island Jaap James de Lancey Jason knew Lake George land laugh Lilacsbush Littlepage look manner Mary Wallace means miles Miss Anneke Miss Mordaunt Mooseridge mother nature negro never Newcome night occasion Onondago party passed Patroon Pinkster Pompey Ravensnest reached render rifle river Satanstoe scalp shore sleigh smile soon sort street supper Susquesus tell thing thought tion told took town Trackless trees true turn usual walked West Chester whole wish woman Worden York young ladies
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Página 183 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Página 1 - Indian queen (Pale Shebah with her braided hair) And many a barbarous form is seen To chide the man that lingers there. By midnight moons, o'er moistening dews; In habit for the chase arrayed, The hunter still the deer pursues, The hunter and the deer— a shade! And long shall timorous Fancy see The painted chief, and pointed spear, And Reason's self shall bow the knee To shadows and delusions here.
Página 208 - Between two worlds life hovers like a star, 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge. How little do we know that which we are ! How less what we may be...
Página 148 - tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, ^ That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Página 242 - THE flower that smiles to-day To-morrow dies ; All that we wish to stay, Tempts and then flies; What is this world's delight ? Lightning that mocks the night, Brief even as bright. Virtue, how frail it is ! Friendship too rare ! Love, how it sells poor bliss For proud despair ! But we, though soon they fall, Survive their joy and all Which ours we call.
Página 93 - ... know that we should meet no more; They tempted me, my beautiful ! for hunger's power is strong — They tempted me, my beautiful! but I have loved too long. Who said that I had given thee up? Who said that thou wert sold?
Página 153 - What ho ! Lord William, rise in haste ! The water saps thy walls ! ' He rose in haste, — beneath the walls He saw the flood appear; It hemm'd him round, — 'twas midnight now, No human aid was near.
Página 209 - Do you hear, let them be well used ; for they are the abstract, and brief chronicles, of the time. After your death you were better have a bad epitaph, than their ill report while you live. Pol. My lord, I will use them according to their desert.
Página 270 - Paris, that corrupted town, How long in vain I wandered up and down. Where shameless Bacchus, with his drenching hoard, Cold from his cave usurps the morning board. London is lost in smoke and...