Rip Van Winkle: A Legend of the HudsonHenry Altemus, 1900 - 230 من الصفحات |
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... statesman's money to have heard the profound discussions that sometimes took place , when by chance an old newspaper fell into their hands from some passing traveller . T > ་ ---- « dD How solemnly they would 40 Rip Van Winkle .
... statesman's money to have heard the profound discussions that sometimes took place , when by chance an old newspaper fell into their hands from some passing traveller . T > ་ ---- « dD How solemnly they would 40 Rip Van Winkle .
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... Passing through the ravine , they came to a hollow , like a small amphitheatre , surrounded by per- pendicular precipices , over the brinks of which impending trees shot their branches , so that you only caught glimpses of the azure sky ...
... Passing through the ravine , they came to a hollow , like a small amphitheatre , surrounded by per- pendicular precipices , over the brinks of which impending trees shot their branches , so that you only caught glimpses of the azure sky ...
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... passing away and Rip felt famished for want of his breakfast . He grieved to give up his dog and gun ; he dreaded to meet his wife ; but it would not do to starve among the mountains . He shook his head , shouldered the rusty fire ...
... passing away and Rip felt famished for want of his breakfast . He grieved to give up his dog and gun ; he dreaded to meet his wife ; but it would not do to starve among the mountains . He shook his head , shouldered the rusty fire ...
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... passed . 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 ...
... passed . 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 ...
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... 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 me ! " He entered the house , which , to tell the Rip Van Winkle . 81.
... 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 me ! " He entered the house , which , to tell the Rip Van Winkle . 81.
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الصفحة 88 - Washington. There was, as usual, a crowd of folk about the door, but none that Rip recollected. The very character of the people seemed changed. There was a busy, bustling, disputatious tone about it, instead of the accustomed phlegm and drowsy tranquillity. He looked in vain for the sage Nicholas Vedder, with his broad face, double chin, and fair long pipe, uttering clouds of tobacco smoke instead of idle speeches; or Van Bummel, the schoolmaster, doling forth the contents of an ancient newspaper.
الصفحة 60 - As they ascended, Rip every now and then heard 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.
الصفحة 18 - 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. 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 112 - Rip's daughter took him home to live with her; she had a snug, well-furnished house, and a stout, cheery farmer for a husband, whom Rip recollected for one of the urchins that used to climb upon his back. As to Rip's son and heir, who was the ditto of himself, seen leaning against the tree, he was employed to work on the farm; but evinced an hereditary disposition to attend to anything else but his business.
الصفحة 20 - ... and weather-beaten), there lived many years since, while the country was yet a province of Great Britain, a simple, good-natured fellow of the name of Rip Van Winkle. He was a descendant of the Van Winkles who figured so gallantly in the chivalrous days of Peter Stuyvesant, and accompanied him to the siege of Fort Christina.
الصفحة 98 - He went off to the wars too, was a great militia general, and is now in congress." Rip's heart died away at hearing of these sad changes in his home and friends, and finding himself thus alone in the world. Every answer puzzled him too, by treating of such enormous lapses of time, and of matters which he could not understand: war— congress— Stony Point— he had no courage to ask after any more friends, but cried out in despair, "Does nobody here know Rip Van Winkle?" "Oh, Rip Van Winkle!" exclaimed...
الصفحة 158 - She was a blooming lass of fresh eighteen ; plump as a partridge ; ripe and melting and rosy-cheeked as one of her father's- peaches, and universally famed, not merely for her beauty, but her vast expectations. She was withal a little of a coquette, as might be perceived even in her dress, which was a mixture of ancient and modern fashions, as most suited to set off her charms. She wore the ornaments of pure yellow gold, which her greatgreat-grandmother had brought over from Saardam ; the tempting...
الصفحة 86 - ... used to shelter the quiet little Dutch inn of yore, there now was reared a tall naked pole, with something on the top that looked like a red night-cap, and from it was fluttering a flag, on which was a singular assemblage of stars and stripes — all this was strange and incomprehensible. He...
الصفحة 52 - ... 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, with the reflection of a purple cloud, or the sail of a lagging bark here and there sleeping on its glassy bosom, and at last losing itself in the blue highlands.
الصفحة 159 - Old Baltus Van Tassel was a perfect picture of a thriving, contented, liberalhearted farmer. He seldom, it is true, sent either his eyes or his thoughts beyond the boundaries of his own farm ; but within those everything was snug, happy, and well-conditioned.