Six Selections from Irving's SketchbookGinn, 1878 - 119 من الصفحات |
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... passed over her and were hurried on our course . As the crashing wreck was sinking beneath us , I had a glimpse of two or three half - naked wretches rushing from her cabin ; they just started from their beds to be swallowed shrieking ...
... passed over her and were hurried on our course . As the crashing wreck was sinking beneath us , I had a glimpse of two or three half - naked wretches rushing from her cabin ; they just started from their beds to be swallowed shrieking ...
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... passed several hours in rambling about West- minster Abbey . There was something congenial to the season in the mournful magnificence of the old pile ; and as I passed its threshold , it seemed like stepping back into the regions of ...
... passed several hours in rambling about West- minster Abbey . There was something congenial to the season in the mournful magnificence of the old pile ; and as I passed its threshold , it seemed like stepping back into the regions of ...
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... passing cloud , and beheld the sun - gilt pinnacles of the abbey towering into the azure heaven . 35 45 As I paced the cloisters , sometimes contemplating this min- gled picture of glory and decay , and sometimes endeavoring to decipher ...
... passing cloud , and beheld the sun - gilt pinnacles of the abbey towering into the azure heaven . 35 45 As I paced the cloisters , sometimes contemplating this min- gled picture of glory and decay , and sometimes endeavoring to decipher ...
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... passed some time in Poets ' Corner , which occupies an end of one of the transepts or cross aisles of the abbey . The monuments are generally simple , for the lives of literary men afford no striking themes for the sculptor ...
... passed some time in Poets ' Corner , which occupies an end of one of the transepts or cross aisles of the abbey . The monuments are generally simple , for the lives of literary men afford no striking themes for the sculptor ...
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... passed from recollection , of customs and manners with which ours have no affinity . They are like objects from some strange and distant land , of which we have no certain knowledge , and about which all our conceptions are vague and ...
... passed from recollection , of customs and manners with which ours have no affinity . They are like objects from some strange and distant land , of which we have no certain knowledge , and about which all our conceptions are vague and ...
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الصفحة 97 - Nicholas Vedder why, he is dead and gone these eighteen years! There was a wooden tombstone in the churchyard that used to tell all about him, but that's rotten and gone too.
الصفحة 32 - The cognomen of Crane was not inapplicable to his person. He was tall, but exceedingly lank, with narrow shoulders, long arms and legs, hands that dangled a mile out of his sleeves, feet that might have served for shovels, and his whole frame most loosely hung together. His head was small, and flat at top, with huge ears, large green glassy eyes, and a long snipe nose, so that it looked like a weathercock perched upon his spindle neck to tell which way the wind blew.
الصفحة 100 - 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 92 - ... 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 94 - 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 93 - ... 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 117 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, This 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 99 - Halfmoon; 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.
الصفحة 86 - Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle as years of matrimony rolled on ; a tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use.
الصفحة 88 - From an opening between the trees he could overlook all the lower country for many a mile of rich woodland. He saw at a distance the lordly Hudson, far, far below him, moving on its silent but majestic course...