The sketch book of Geoffrey Crayon, EsqB. Tauchnitz, 1843 - 361 من الصفحات |
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... manners , and to live where he can , not where he would . " LYLY'S EUPHues . I was always fond of visiting new scenes , and observing strange characters and manners . Even when a mere child I began my travels , and made many tours of ...
... manners , and to live where he can , not where he would . " LYLY'S EUPHues . I was always fond of visiting new scenes , and observing strange characters and manners . Even when a mere child I began my travels , and made many tours of ...
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... manner , than if im- parted by yourself ; for the accents of those we love soften the harshest tidings . Besides , you are depriving yourself of the comforts of her sympathy ; and not merely that , but also endangering the only bond ...
... manner , than if im- parted by yourself ; for the accents of those we love soften the harshest tidings . Besides , you are depriving yourself of the comforts of her sympathy ; and not merely that , but also endangering the only bond ...
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... manner and the figurative style of my language , that caught the excited imagination of Leslie . I knew the auditor I had to deal with ; and following up the impression I had made , I finished by persuading him to go home and unburden ...
... manner and the figurative style of my language , that caught the excited imagination of Leslie . I knew the auditor I had to deal with ; and following up the impression I had made , I finished by persuading him to go home and unburden ...
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... manners of the descendants from its primitive settlers . His historical researches , however , did not lie so much among books as among men ; for the former are lamentably scanty on his favourite topics ; whereas he found the old ...
... manners of the descendants from its primitive settlers . His historical researches , however , did not lie so much among books as among men ; for the former are lamentably scanty on his favourite topics ; whereas he found the old ...
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... manner . He assured the company that it was a fact , handed down from his ancestor the historian , that the Kaatskill mountains had always been haunted by strange beings . That it was affirmed that the great Hendrick Hudson , the first ...
... manner . He assured the company that it was a fact , handed down from his ancestor the historian , that the Kaatskill mountains had always been haunted by strange beings . That it was affirmed that the great Hendrick Hudson , the first ...
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الصفحة 39 - ... 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. "Alas! gentlemen...
الصفحة 176 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long...
الصفحة 39 - 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 churchyard that used to tell all about him, but that's rotten and gone too.
الصفحة 39 - A tory! A tory! A spy! A refugee! Hustle him! Away with him!" It was with great difficulty that the self-important 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 assured him that he meant no harm, but merely came there in search of some of his neighbors who used to keep about the tavern. "Well, who are they? Name them.
الصفحة 253 - Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise: Arise, arise.
الصفحة 38 - 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.
الصفحة 335 - In the porkers he saw carved out the future sleek side of bacon and juicy relishing ham; not a turkey but he beheld daintily trussed up, with its gizzard under its wing, and, peradventure, a necklace of savory sausages...
الصفحة 133 - 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 68 - 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'.
الصفحة 32 - On the other side, he looked down into a deep mountain glen, wild, lonely, and shagged, the bottom filled with fragments from the impending cliffs, and scarcely lighted by the reflected rays of the setting sun. For some time Rip lay musing on this scene ; evening was gradually advancing ; the mountains began to throw their long blue shadows over the valleys ; he saw that it would be dark long before he could reach the village, and he heaved a heavy sigh when he thought of encountering the terrors...