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... and “ Roxana . " The later eighteenth century saw the rise of the novel of
manners . It produced the detailed analysis of a woman ' s heart in Richardson ' s
“ Clarissa , " the novel with epic breadth in Fielding ' s “ Tom Jones
INTRODUCTION.
... and “ Roxana . " The later eighteenth century saw the rise of the novel of
manners . It produced the detailed analysis of a woman ' s heart in Richardson ' s
“ Clarissa , " the novel with epic breadth in Fielding ' s “ Tom Jones
INTRODUCTION.
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Wolf would wag his tail , look wistfully in his master ' s face , and if dogs can feel
pity , I verily believe he reciprocated the sentiment with all his heart . In a long
ramble of the kind , on a fine autumnal day , Rip had unconsciously scrambled to
...
Wolf would wag his tail , look wistfully in his master ' s face , and if dogs can feel
pity , I verily believe he reciprocated the sentiment with all his heart . In a long
ramble of the kind , on a fine autumnal day , Rip had unconsciously scrambled to
...
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... approached them , they suddenly desisted from their play , and stared at him
with such fixed statue - like gaze , and such strange , uncouth , lack - lustre
countenances , that his heart turned within him , and his knees smote together .
... approached them , they suddenly desisted from their play , and stared at him
with such fixed statue - like gaze , and such strange , uncouth , lack - lustre
countenances , that his heart turned within him , and his knees smote together .
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head , shouldered the rusty fire - lock , and with a heart full of trouble and anxiety
, turned his steps homeward . As he approached the village , he met a number of
people , but none whom he knew , which somewhat surprised him , for he had ...
head , shouldered the rusty fire - lock , and with a heart full of trouble and anxiety
, turned his steps homeward . As he approached the village , he met a number of
people , but none whom he knew , which somewhat surprised him , for he had ...
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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 ...
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 ...
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الصفحة 17 - 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.
الصفحة 13 - Rip now felt a vague apprehension stealing over him ; he looked anxiously in the same direction, and perceived a strange figure slowly toiling up the rocks, and bending under the weight of something he carried on his back. He was surprised to see any human being in this lonely and unfrequented place ; but supposing it to be some one of the neighborhood in need of his assistance, he hastened down to yield it. On nearer approach he was still more surprised at the singularity of the stranger's appearance....
الصفحة 270 - I saw that he spoke in a low, hurried, and gibbering murmur, as if unconscious of my presence. Bending closely over him, I at length drank in the hideous import of his words. "Not hear it? — yes, I hear it, and have heard it. Long — long — long — many minutes, many hours, many days, have I heard it — yet I dared not — oh, pity me, miserable wretch that I am! — I dared not — I dared not speak!
الصفحة 333 - But now they desire a better country, that is, an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.
الصفحة 12 - thy mistress leads thee a dog's life of it; but never mind, my lad, whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee!" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity I verily believe he reciprocated the sentiment with all his heart.
الصفحة 29 - ... pretended to doubt the reality of it, and insisted that Rip had been out of his head, and that this was one point on which he always remained flighty. The old Dutch inhabitants, however, almost universally gave it full credit. Even to this day they never hear a thunder-storm of a summer afternoon about the Kaatskill, but they say Hendrick Hudson and his crew are at their game of ninepins ; and it is a common wish of all henpecked husbands in the neighborhood, when life hangs heavy on their hands,...
الصفحة 257 - Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and flow; (This, all this, was in the olden Time, long ago) And every gentle air that dallied, In that sweet day, Along the ramparts plumed and pallid, A winged odor went away.
الصفحة 44 - ... face, it was dearly purchased by the terrors of his subsequent walk homewards. What fearful shapes and shadows beset his path amidst the dim and ghastly glare of a snowy night!
الصفحة 58 - ... and, as his horse jogged on, the motion of his arms was not unlike the flapping of a pair of wings. A small wool hat rested on the top of his nose, for so his scanty strip of forehead might be called; and the skirts of his black coat fluttered out almost to the horse's tail. Such was the appearance of Ichabod and his steed, as they shambled out of the gate of Hans Van Ripper, and it was altogether such an apparition as is seldom to be met with in broad daylight.
الصفحة 249 - ... fretted ceiling. Dark draperies hung upon the walls. The general furniture was profuse, comfortless, antique, and tattered. Many books and musical instruments lay scattered about, but failed to give any vitality to the scene.
معلومات المراجع
| العنوان | The Best American Tales Chosen Handy volume classics |
| قام بجمع الكتاب | William Peterfield Trent, John Bell Henneman |
| المساهمون | William Peterfield Trent, John Bell Henneman |
| الناشر | T.Y. Crowell, 1907 |
| عدد الصفحات | 350 من الصفحات |
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