The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent, Volume 1Lea & Blanchard, 1839 |
No interior do livro
Resultados 1-5 de 61
Página 3
... ... The Widow and her Son The Boar's Head Tavern The Mutability of Literature Rural Funerals The Inn Kitchen The Spectre Bridegroom Westminster Abbey 129 ... 137 147 163 179 .. 195 198 221 ΤΟ SIR WALTER SCOTT , BART . THIS WORK IS.
... ... The Widow and her Son The Boar's Head Tavern The Mutability of Literature Rural Funerals The Inn Kitchen The Spectre Bridegroom Westminster Abbey 129 ... 137 147 163 179 .. 195 198 221 ΤΟ SIR WALTER SCOTT , BART . THIS WORK IS.
Página 12
... heads in fine weather , and watch the parting ships , bound to distant climes -with what longing eyes would I gaze after their lessening sails , and waft myself in imagination to the ends of the earth ! Farther reading and thinking ...
... heads in fine weather , and watch the parting ships , bound to distant climes -with what longing eyes would I gaze after their lessening sails , and waft myself in imagination to the ends of the earth ! Farther reading and thinking ...
Página 19
... head , even in the day- · time ; but at night the weather was so thick that we could not distinguish any object at twice the length of the ship . I kept lights at the mast - head , and a constant watch forward to look out for fishing ...
... head , even in the day- · time ; but at night the weather was so thick that we could not distinguish any object at twice the length of the ship . I kept lights at the mast - head , and a constant watch forward to look out for fishing ...
Página 20
... head seem- ed rent asunder by flashes of lightning that quivered along the foaming billows , and made the succeeding darkness doubly terrible . The thunders bellowed over the wild waste of waters , and were echoed and prolonged by the ...
... head seem- ed rent asunder by flashes of lightning that quivered along the foaming billows , and made the succeeding darkness doubly terrible . The thunders bellowed over the wild waste of waters , and were echoed and prolonged by the ...
Página 21
... heads , as the ship laboured in the weltering sea , were frightful . As I heard the waves rushing along the side of ... head . None but those who have experienced it can form an idea of the delicious throng of sensations which rush into ...
... heads , as the ship laboured in the weltering sea , were frightful . As I heard the waves rushing along the side of ... head . None but those who have experienced it can form an idea of the delicious throng of sensations which rush into ...
Outras edições - Ver tudo
Palavras e frases frequentes
abbey antiquity aunts authors Baron beautiful Boar's Head bosom bride bustling castle character charms church cottage countenance crowd Dame Van Winkle deep delight distant door dust earth Eastcheap elegant England English Falstaff fancy feelings flowers funeral gaze George Somers Gersau gloom grave hand heard heart hour humble Jack Straw kind labour literary living looked Maid's Tragedy meditation melancholy mind mingled monument mountain nature neighbourhood neighbouring never noble Odenwald once passed Peter Stuyvesant poem poet poetical poor pride quarto quiet recollection Rip Van Winkle Rip's Robert Preston round rural sawtrie scene seated seemed sepulchre ship silent solemn sorrow soul spectre spirit story strange stranger sweet tale tavern tender thing thought tion tomb tower trees verger village wandering Wat Tyler Welch mountains WESTMINSTER ABBEY whole wife William Walworth window writers Wurtzburg young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 51 - 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 58 - 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 45 - It could not be from the want of assiduity or perseverance ; for he would sit on a wet rock, with a rod as long and heavy as a Tartar's lance, and fish all day without a murmur, even though he should not be encouraged by a single nibble.
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 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 ?"
Página 49 - ... 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 187 - If thou art a child, and hast ever added a sorrow to the soul, or a furrow to the silvered brow of an affectionate parent — if thou art a husband, and hast ever caused the fond bosom that ventured its whole happiness in thy arms, to doubt one moment of thy kindness or thy truth...
Página 136 - The poor mother had been assisted to kneel down at the head of it. Her withered hands were clasped, as if in prayer, but I could perceive by a feeble rocking of the body, and a convulsive motion of...
Página 57 - They crowded round him, eyeing him from head to foot with great curiosity. The orator bustled up to him, and, drawing him partly aside, inquired on which side he voted.
Página 65 - 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...