International Short Stories: AmericanWilliam Patten P.F. Collier & Son, 1910 |
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... light upon each other . Accordingly , he gave now a touch to Walter , and now to Elinor , and the features of one and the other began to start forth so vividly that it appeared as if his triumphant art would actually disengage them from ...
... light upon each other . Accordingly , he gave now a touch to Walter , and now to Elinor , and the features of one and the other began to start forth so vividly that it appeared as if his triumphant art would actually disengage them from ...
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... light and the distance , seeing themselves in precisely their natural attitudes , and with all the air that they ... lights , and finally spoke . " Is there not a change ? " said he , in a doubtful and meditative tone . " Yes ; the ...
... light and the distance , seeing themselves in precisely their natural attitudes , and with all the air that they ... lights , and finally spoke . " Is there not a change ? " said he , in a doubtful and meditative tone . " Yes ; the ...
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... under pretence that the dust would tarnish their hues , or the light dim them . It was enough . Her visitors felt that the massive folds of the silk must never be withdrawn , nor the portraits mentioned in 12 NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE.
... under pretence that the dust would tarnish their hues , or the light dim them . It was enough . Her visitors felt that the massive folds of the silk must never be withdrawn , nor the portraits mentioned in 12 NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE.
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... light across the room rather than to be disclosed by a borrowed radiance . That of Elinor had been almost prophetic . A pensiveness , and next a gentle sorrow , had successively dwelt upon her countenance , deep- ening , with the lapse ...
... light across the room rather than to be disclosed by a borrowed radiance . That of Elinor had been almost prophetic . A pensiveness , and next a gentle sorrow , had successively dwelt upon her countenance , deep- ening , with the lapse ...
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... light streaming across the waste fields from some distant window ! -How often was he appalled by some shrub covered with snow , which , like a sheeted specter , beset his very path ! -How often did he shrink with curdling awe at the ...
... light streaming across the waste fields from some distant window ! -How often was he appalled by some shrub covered with snow , which , like a sheeted specter , beset his very path ! -How often did he shrink with curdling awe at the ...
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الصفحة 37 - ... and purple of their rocky sides. A sloop was loitering in the distance, dropping slowly down with the tide, her sail hanging uselessly against the mast, and as the reflection of the sky gleamed along the still water it seemed as if the vessel was suspended in the air.
الصفحة 22 - ... so that, though a thief might get in with perfect ease, he would find some embarrassment in getting out — an idea most probably borrowed by the architect, Yost Van Houten, from the mystery of an eel-pot.
الصفحة 35 - He was gaunt and shagged, with a ewe neck and a head like a hammer; his rusty mane and tail were tangled and knotted with burrs; one eye had lost its pupil, and was glaring and spectral; but the other had the gleam of a genuine devil in it.
الصفحة 20 - I recollect tha't, when a stripling, my first exploit in squirrelshooting was in a grove of tall walnut-trees that shades one side of the valley. I had wandered into it at noontime, when all nature is peculiarly quiet, and was startled by the roar of my own gun, as it broke the Sabbath stillness around and was prolonged and reverberated by the angry echoes. If ever I should wish for a retreat whither I might steal from the world and its distractions, and dream quietly away the remnant of a troubled...
الصفحة 29 - Tassel, his heart yearned after the damsel who was to inherit these domains, and his imagination expanded with the idea, how they might be readily turned into cash, and the money invested in immense tracts of wild land, and shingle palaces in the wilderness.
الصفحة 44 - Gunpowder, who dashed forward, snuffling and snorting, but came to a stand just by the bridge, with a suddenness that had nearly sent his rider sprawling over his head. Just at this moment a plashy tramp by the side of the bridge caught the sensitive ear of Ichabod. /In the dark shadow of the grove, on the margin of the crook, he beheld something huge, misshapen, black and towering.
الصفحة 26 - ... in his time, and been more than once beset by Satan in divers shapes, in his lonely perambulations, yet daylight put an end to all these evils ; and he would have passed »« a pleasant life of it, in despite of the devil and all his works, if his path had not been crossed by a being that causes more perplexity to mortal man than ghosts, goblins, and the whole race of witches put together, and that was — a woman.
الصفحة 25 - From his half itinerant life, also, he was a kind of travel24 ing gazette, carrying the whole budget of local gossip from house to house, so that his appearance was always greeted with satisfaction. He was, moreover, esteemed by the women as a man of great erudition, for he had read several books quite through, and was a perfect master of Cotton Mather's "History of New England Witchcraft," in which, by the way, he most firmly and potently believed.
الصفحة 22 - ... of American history, that is to say, some thirty years since, a worthy wight of the name of Ichabod Crane, who sojourned, or, as he expressed it, "tarried," in Sleepy Hollow, for the purpose of instructing the children of the vicinity.
الصفحة 43 - All the stories of ghosts and goblins that he had heard in the afternoon now came crowding upon his recollection. The night grew darker and darker, the stars seemed to sink deeper in the sky, and driving clouds occasionally hid them from his sight. He had never felt so lonely and dismal. He was, moreover, approaching the very place where many of the scenes of the ghost stories had been laid.