Six Selections from Irving's Sketch-book: With Notes, Questions, Etc., for Home and School UseGinn & Company, 1878 - 119 من الصفحات |
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... grave- stones , I was roused by the sound of the abbey clock , rever- berating from buttress to buttress , and echoing among the 55 41. Effigies ( Lat . effigies , an image ; Lat . e or ex , out , forth , and fingere to fashion ) . An ...
... grave- stones , I was roused by the sound of the abbey clock , rever- berating from buttress to buttress , and echoing among the 55 41. Effigies ( Lat . effigies , an image ; Lat . e or ex , out , forth , and fingere to fashion ) . An ...
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... grave . I pursued my walk to an arched door opening to the interior of the abbey . On entering here , the magnitude of the building breaks fully upon the mind , contrasted with the vaults of the cloisters . The eyes gaze with wonder at ...
... grave . I pursued my walk to an arched door opening to the interior of the abbey . On entering here , the magnitude of the building breaks fully upon the mind , contrasted with the vaults of the cloisters . The eyes gaze with wonder at ...
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... grave , which brings down the oppressor to a level with the oppressed , and mingles the dust of the bitterest enemies together . In one is the sepulchre of the haughty Elizabeth ; in the other is that of her victim , 250 the lovely and ...
... grave , which brings down the oppressor to a level with the oppressed , and mingles the dust of the bitterest enemies together . In one is the sepulchre of the haughty Elizabeth ; in the other is that of her victim , 250 the lovely and ...
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... grave no conversation , No joyful tread of friends , no voice of lovers , No careful father's counsel , nothing's heard , For nothing is , but all oblivion , Dust , and an endless darkness . " 275 Suddenly the notes of the deep ...
... grave no conversation , No joyful tread of friends , no voice of lovers , No careful father's counsel , nothing's heard , For nothing is , but all oblivion , Dust , and an endless darkness . " 275 Suddenly the notes of the deep ...
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... grave is here no longer a sanctuary . There is a shocking levity in 325 some natures , which leads them to sport with awful and hal- lowed things ; and there are base minds , which delight to revenge on the illustrious dead the abject ...
... grave is here no longer a sanctuary . There is a shocking levity in 325 some natures , which leads them to sport with awful and hal- lowed things ; and there are base minds , which delight to revenge on the illustrious dead the abject ...
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الصفحة 51 - The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart, see, they bark at me ! " cried Bracebridge, laughing. At the sound of his voice, the bark was changed into a yelp of delight, and in a moment he was surrounded and almost overpowered by the caresses of the faithful animals.
الصفحة 28 - 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.
الصفحة 44 - It was some time before he could get into the regular track of gossip, or could be made to comprehend the strange events that had taken place during his torpor. How that there had...
الصفحة 36 - ... robbed him of his gun. Wolf too had disappeared ; but he might have strayed away after a squirrel or partridge. He whistled after him and shouted his name, but all in vain; the echoes repeated his whistle and shout, but no dog was to be seen.
الصفحة 38 - It was with some difficulty that he found the way to his own house, which he approached with silent 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. "My very dog," sighed poor Rip, "has forgotten...
الصفحة 28 - Indian corn, or building stone fences ; the women of the village, too, used to employ him to run their errands, and to do such little odd jobs as their less obliging husbands would not do for them. In a word, Rip was ready to attend to anybody's business but his own ; but as to doing family duty, and keeping his farm in order, he found it impossible.
الصفحة 37 - ... country round. Their dress, too, was of a different fashion from that to which he was accustomed. They all stared at him with equal marks of surprise, and whenever they cast their eyes upon him, invariably stroked their chins. The constant recurrence...
الصفحة 26 - 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. Every change of season, every change of weather, indeed every hour of the day, produces some change in the magical hues and shapes of these mountains, and they are regarded by all the good wives, far and near, as perfect barometers.
الصفحة 40 - Rip was equally at a loss to comprehend the question, when a knowing, self-important old gentleman in a sharp cocked hat made his way through the crowd, putting them to the right and left with his elbows as he passed, and planting himself before Van Winkle with one arm akimbo, the other resting on his cane, his keen eyes and sharp hat penetrating, as it were, into his very soul, demanded in an austere tone what brought him to the election with a gun on his shoulder and a mob at his heels, and whether...