The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, GentGeorge P. Putnam, 1850 - 465 من الصفحات |
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... bosom of a sum mer's sea ; to gaze upon the piles of golden clouds just peering above the horizon , fancy them some fairy realms , and people them with a creation of my own ; -to watch the gentle undulating bil- lows , rolling their ...
... bosom of a sum mer's sea ; to gaze upon the piles of golden clouds just peering above the horizon , fancy them some fairy realms , and people them with a creation of my own ; -to watch the gentle undulating bil- lows , rolling their ...
الصفحة 18
... . None but those who have expe- rienced it can form an idea of the delicious throng of sensations which rush into an American's bosom , when he first comes in sight of Europe . There is a volume of associations with 18 THE SKETCH BOOK .
... . None but those who have expe- rienced it can form an idea of the delicious throng of sensations which rush into an American's bosom , when he first comes in sight of Europe . There is a volume of associations with 18 THE SKETCH BOOK .
الصفحة 34
... bosom , will be weighed down like mine , by the cares and miseries of the world . At length he came to me one day , and related his whole situa- tion in a tone of the deepest despair . When I heard him through I inquired , " Does your ...
... bosom , will be weighed down like mine , by the cares and miseries of the world . At length he came to me one day , and related his whole situa- tion in a tone of the deepest despair . When I heard him through I inquired , " Does your ...
الصفحة 36
... bosom is no man knows what a ministering angel she is — until he has gone with her through the fiery trials of this world . " There was something in the earnestness of my manner , and the figurative style of my language , that caught ...
... bosom is no man knows what a ministering angel she is — until he has gone with her through the fiery trials of this world . " There was something in the earnestness of my manner , and the figurative style of my language , that caught ...
الصفحة 39
... " Oh , we shall be so happy ! " Poor Leslie was overcome . He caught her to his bosom - he folded his arms round her - be kissed her again and again - he could not speak , but the tears gushed into his THE WIFE . 39 39.
... " Oh , we shall be so happy ! " Poor Leslie was overcome . He caught her to his bosom - he folded his arms round her - be kissed her again and again - he could not speak , but the tears gushed into his THE WIFE . 39 39.
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الصفحة 178 - 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 43 - When the weather is fair and settled, they are clothed in blue and purple, and print their bold outlines on the clear evening sky ; but sometimes, when the rest of the landscape is cloudless, they will gather a hood of gray vapors about their summits, which, in the last rays of the setting sun, will glow and light up like a crown of glory.
الصفحة 52 - On waking, he found himself on the green knoll whence he had first seen the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes. It was a bright, sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. "Surely," thought Rip, "I have not slept here all night.
الصفحة 423 - Greensburgh, but which is more generally and properly known by the name of Tarry Town. This name was given, we are told, in former days, by the good housewives of the adjacent country, from the inveterate propensity of their husbands to linger about the village tavern on market days.
الصفحة 238 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long...
الصفحة 60 - 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 nine-pins 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 43 - WHOEVER has made a voyage up the Hudson must remember the Kaatskill 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.
الصفحة 57 - Alas! gentlemen," cried Rip, somewhat dismayed, "I am a poor, quiet man, a native of the place, and a loyal subject of the King, God bless him!" Here a general shout burst from the by-standers: "A Tory! a Tory! a spy! a refugee! hustle him! away with him!" It was with great difficulty that the selfimportant 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...
الصفحة 433 - 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 93 - She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.