Higher reading book for schools, colleges, and general use, ed. by C.M. YongeCharlotte Mary Yonge 1885 |
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... cried , placing his hands before his eyes , as to shut out the grisly vision , " do I dream still ? -Am I with the dead ? " 66 Mighty Hermes - no ! Thou art with one death - like , but not dead . Recognise thy friend and slave . " 1 A ...
... cried , placing his hands before his eyes , as to shut out the grisly vision , " do I dream still ? -Am I with the dead ? " 66 Mighty Hermes - no ! Thou art with one death - like , but not dead . Recognise thy friend and slave . " 1 A ...
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... cried the widow Fulvia to the wife of Pansa , as they leaned down from their lofty bench , " do you see that gigantic gladiator ? how drolly he is dressed ! " " Yes , " said the ædile's wife , with complacent importance , for she knew ...
... cried the widow Fulvia to the wife of Pansa , as they leaned down from their lofty bench , " do you see that gigantic gladiator ? how drolly he is dressed ! " " Yes , " said the ædile's wife , with complacent importance , for she knew ...
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... cried the prætor , giving the first vent to the popular excitement . 66 Bravely struck , my Berbix ! " answered Clodius from his seat . And the wild murmur , swelled by many a shout , echoed from side to side . The vizors of both the ...
... cried the prætor , giving the first vent to the popular excitement . 66 Bravely struck , my Berbix ! " answered Clodius from his seat . And the wild murmur , swelled by many a shout , echoed from side to side . The vizors of both the ...
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... cried a shrill female voice ; " he has it ! " It was the voice of the girl who had so anxiously anticipated the sacrifice of some criminal to the beasts . " Be silent , child ! " said the wife of Pansa , haughtily . " Non habet ! -he is ...
... cried a shrill female voice ; " he has it ! " It was the voice of the girl who had so anxiously anticipated the sacrifice of some criminal to the beasts . " Be silent , child ! " said the wife of Pansa , haughtily . " Non habet ! -he is ...
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... cried the fervent Olinthus , lifting up his hands . " I tremble not - I rejoice that the prison - house shall be soon broken . " Glaucus bowed his head in silence . He felt the distinc- tion between his fortitude and that of his fellow ...
... cried the fervent Olinthus , lifting up his hands . " I tremble not - I rejoice that the prison - house shall be soon broken . " Glaucus bowed his head in silence . He felt the distinc- tion between his fortitude and that of his fellow ...
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Alice answered appeared Arbaces arms Arthur Arthur Plantagenet Barnstable boat called cast castle cavern Chingachgook coach companions Cora Coucy countenance cried danger dark death deep Diomed door Duncan enemies escape Eumolpus exclaimed eyes face father fear fell felt fire followed gendarme Givet gladiator glance Glaucus hand Harz Hawk-eye head heard heart Heaven Heyward honour hope horses hour Huron Indian instant Kilmeny Lady light Lochleven looked Lord Ruthven Lydon madam Magua Mary Mary Stewart Mohican mountain never night once passed paused Peter Philipson Pompeii precipice prisoners Queen retiarius returned Rip Van Winkle river rock Roland Græme round rushed Ruthven Sallust savage scout seemed seen Seyton shout side silence Sir Robert Melville sister smile soon spirit stood sword thee thou thought traveller tree turned Uncas voice Waldeck wild Winkle woman wood words young youth
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الصفحة 337 - ... lonely, and shagged, the bottom filled with fragments from the impending cliffs, and scarcely lighted by the reflected rays of the setting sun. For some time Rip lay musing on this scene. Evening was gradually advancing; the mountains began to throw their long blue shadows over the valleys. He saw that it would be dark long before he could reach the village, and he heaved a heavy sigh when he thought of encountering the terrors of Dame Van Winkle. As he was about to descend, he heard a voice...
الصفحة 333 - ... anywhere else; the rain always made a point of setting in just as he had some out-door work to do; so that though his patrimonial estate had dwindled away under his management, acre by acre, until there was little more left than a mere patch of Indian corn and potatoes, yet it was the worst conditioned farm in the neighborhood.
الصفحة 338 - ... long rolling peals, like distant thunder, that seemed to issue out of a deep ravine, or rather cleft, between lofty rocks, toward which their rugged path conducted. He paused for an instant, but supposing it to be the muttering of one of those transient thunder-showers which often take place in mountain heights, he proceeded.
الصفحة 346 - Half-moon; being permitted in this way to revisit the scenes of his enterprise, and keep a guardian eye upon the river, and the great city called by his name. That his father had once seen them in their old Dutch dresses playing at ninepins in a hollow of the mountain; and that he himself had heard, one summer afternoon, the sound of their balls, like distant peals of thunder.
الصفحة 337 - ... of buttons down the sides, and bunches at the knees. He bore on his shoulder a stout keg, that seemed full of liquor, and made signs for Rip to approach and assist him with the load. Though rather shy and distrustful of this new acquaintance, Rip complied with his usual alacrity; and mutually relieving one another, they clambered up a narrow gully, apparently the dry bed of a mountain torrent.
الصفحة 345 - The bystanders began now to look at each other, nod, wink significantly, and tap their fingers against their foreheads. There was a whisper, also, about securing the gun, and keeping the old fellow from doing mischief, at the very suggestion of which the self-important man in the cocked hat retired with some precipitation.
الصفحة 334 - ... galligaskins, which he had much ado to hold up with one hand, as a fine lady does her train in bad weather. Rip Van Winkle, however, was one of those happy mortals, of foolish, well-oiled dispositions, who take the world easy, eat white bread or brown, whichever can be got with least thought or trouble, and would rather starve on a penny than work for a. pound.
الصفحة 342 - ... awe, expecting every moment to hear the shrill voice of Dame Van Winkle. He found the house gone to decay — the roof fallen in, the windows shattered, and the doors off the hinges. A half-starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it Rip called him by name, but the cur snarled, showed his teeth, and passed on. This was an unkind cut indeed.
الصفحة 338 - Their visages, too, were peculiar; one had a large head, broad face, and small piggish eyes; the face of another seemed to consist entirely of nose, and was surmounted by a white sugar-loaf hat, set off with a little red cock's tail.
الصفحة 344 - 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.