The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. [pseud.] ...A. and W. Galignani, 1824 |
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... . The sea was lashed into tremendous confusion . There was a fearful , sullen sound of rushing waves , and broken surges . Deep called unto deep . At times the black volume of clouds over head seemed rent asunder by 18 THE VOYAGE .
... . The sea was lashed into tremendous confusion . There was a fearful , sullen sound of rushing waves , and broken surges . Deep called unto deep . At times the black volume of clouds over head seemed rent asunder by 18 THE VOYAGE .
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... called upon me in the evening . He had disposed of his dwelling- house , and taken a small cottage in the coun- try , a few miles from town . He had been busied all day in sending out furniture . The new establishment required few ...
... called upon me in the evening . He had disposed of his dwelling- house , and taken a small cottage in the coun- try , a few miles from town . He had been busied all day in sending out furniture . The new establishment required few ...
الصفحة 81
... surrounding forest . Here , then , poor Rip was brought to a stand . He again called and whistled after his dog ; he was only answered by the cawing of a flock of idle crows , sporting high in air about a dry tree RIP VAN WINKLE . 81.
... surrounding forest . Here , then , poor Rip was brought to a stand . He again called and whistled after his dog ; he was only answered by the cawing of a flock of idle crows , sporting high in air about a dry tree RIP VAN WINKLE . 81.
الصفحة 84
... called him by name , but the cur snarled , show- ed his teeth , and passed on . This was an un- kind cut indeed- - « My very dog , " sighed poor Rip , « has forgotten me ! » > He entered the house , which , to tell the truth , Dame Van ...
... called him by name , but the cur snarled , show- ed his teeth , and passed on . This was an un- kind cut indeed- - « My very dog , " sighed poor Rip , « has forgotten me ! » > He entered the house , which , to tell the truth , Dame Van ...
الصفحة 93
... called by his name . That his father had once seen them in their old Dutch dresses playing at nine - pins in a hollow of the moun- tain ; and that he himself had heard , one sum- mer afternoon , the sound of their balls , like distant ...
... called by his name . That his father had once seen them in their old Dutch dresses playing at nine - pins in a hollow of the moun- tain ; and that he himself had heard , one sum- mer afternoon , the sound of their balls , like distant ...
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الصفحة 88 - Nicholas Vedder?" There was a silence for a little while, when an old man replied, in a thin piping voice, "Nicholas Vedder! why, he is dead and gone these eighteen years! There was a wooden tombstone in the church-yard that used to tell all about him, but that's rotten and gone too.
الصفحة 289 - Say I died true. My love was false, but I was firm, From my hour of birth, Upon my buried body lie Lightly, gentle earth.
الصفحة 12 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
الصفحة 83 - The very village was altered; it was larger and more populous. There were rows of houses which he had never seen before, and those which had been his familiar haunts had disappeared. Strange names were over the doors, strange faces at the windows — everything was strange.
الصفحة 80 - He now suspected that the grave roysters of the mountain had put a trick upon him, and, having dosed him with liquor, had 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 274 - This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward : nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place.
الصفحة 84 - ... 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.
الصفحة 87 - ... 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 he meant to breed a riot in the village?
الصفحة 78 - ... countenances, that his heart turned within him, and his knees smote together. His companion now emptied the contents of the keg into large flagons, and made signs to him to wait upon the company. He obeyed with fear and trembling; they quaffed the liquor in profound silence, and then returned to their game.
الصفحة 316 - ... 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.