The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent, Volume 1Lea & Blanchard, 1839 |
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... , the weight of our vessel , bore her down below the waves ; we passed over her , and were hurried on our course . As the crashing wreck was sinking beneath us , I had a glimpse of two or three half - naked wretches , THE VOYAGE . 19.
... , the weight of our vessel , bore her down below the waves ; we passed over her , and were hurried on our course . As the crashing wreck was sinking beneath us , I had a glimpse of two or three half - naked wretches , THE VOYAGE . 19.
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... passed under the hammer of the auctioneer , and was dispersed about the country . The good people of the vicinity thronged like wreckers to get some part of the noble vessel that had been driven on shore . Did such a scene admit of ...
... passed under the hammer of the auctioneer , and was dispersed about the country . The good people of the vicinity thronged like wreckers to get some part of the noble vessel that had been driven on shore . Did such a scene admit of ...
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... passing traveller . How solemnly they would listen to the contents , as drawled out by Der- rick Van Bummel , the schoolmaster , a dapper learned little man , who was not to be daunted by the most gigantic word in the dictionary ; and ...
... passing traveller . How solemnly they would listen to the contents , as drawled out by Der- rick Van Bummel , the schoolmaster , a dapper learned little man , who was not to be daunted by the most gigantic word in the dictionary ; and ...
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... Passing through the ravine , they came to a hollow , like a small amphitheatre , surrounded by perpendicular precipices , over the brinks of which , impending trees shot their branches , so that you only caught glimpses of the azure sky ...
... Passing through the ravine , they came to a hollow , like a small amphitheatre , surrounded by perpendicular precipices , over the brinks of which , impending trees shot their branches , so that you only caught glimpses of the azure sky ...
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... passing away , and Rip felt famished for want of his breakfast . He grieved to give up his dog and gun ; he dreaded to ... passed . The very village was altered : it was larger and more populous , ' There were rows of houses which he had ...
... passing away , and Rip felt famished for want of his breakfast . He grieved to give up his dog and gun ; he dreaded to ... passed . The very village was altered : it was larger and more populous , ' There were rows of houses which he had ...
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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
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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...