Representative American Short StoriesAllyn and Bacon, 1923 - 1183 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة xxxii
... sound - it seems to me that many of them have simply never read the bulk of his writings ! As a matter of fact Harte , leaving behind him The Luck of Roaring Camp ( 1868 ) , The Outcasts of Poker Flat ( 1869 ) and Tennessee's Partner ...
... sound - it seems to me that many of them have simply never read the bulk of his writings ! As a matter of fact Harte , leaving behind him The Luck of Roaring Camp ( 1868 ) , The Outcasts of Poker Flat ( 1869 ) and Tennessee's Partner ...
الصفحة 26
... sound of military music . At that moment a civil officer , whose face was pale with affright , thrust him- self amidst the crowd , and whispered something in the ear of a senator who sat near me . The senator was observed to start ; and ...
... sound of military music . At that moment a civil officer , whose face was pale with affright , thrust him- self amidst the crowd , and whispered something in the ear of a senator who sat near me . The senator was observed to start ; and ...
الصفحة 48
... sound of their balls , like distant peals of thunder . To make a long story short , the company broke up , and returned to the more important concerns of the election . Rip's daughter took him home to live with her ; she had a snug ...
... sound of their balls , like distant peals of thunder . To make a long story short , the company broke up , and returned to the more important concerns of the election . Rip's daughter took him home to live with her ; she had a snug ...
الصفحة 65
... sound . Instantly the six horses began to move the boat . The Hudson was a sea of glass , smooth as oil , not a ripple . The horses , from a smart trot , soon pressed into a gallop ; water now ran over the gunwale ; the ferry - boat was ...
... sound . Instantly the six horses began to move the boat . The Hudson was a sea of glass , smooth as oil , not a ripple . The horses , from a smart trot , soon pressed into a gallop ; water now ran over the gunwale ; the ferry - boat was ...
الصفحة 69
... sound of money you , I know , will give me both of your ears when I tell you the city of Boston must have a piece of this estate in order to widen Ann Street . Do you hear me do you all hear me ? I say the city must have a large piece ...
... sound of money you , I know , will give me both of your ears when I tell you the city of Boston must have a piece of this estate in order to widen Ann Street . Do you hear me do you all hear me ? I say the city must have a large piece ...
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ain't American arms asked beautiful began Boston Bret Harte Burchard called Carl Chariessa child cranesbill cried dark death door dreams Edgar Allan Poe exclaimed eyes face fancy father feet fell felt flowers Geode Giovanni girl Gold-Bug Graham's Magazine hand head heard heart horse hour Howard Indian James Kirke Paulding Jerry Shaw knew laugh light live looked Manstey matter Melville Davisson Post Metzengerstein mind morning mother mountain Nathaniel Hawthorne nature never night Nolan Oakhurst once Palemon passed Pawnee Peter Rugg replied Republished Rip Van Winkle rose seemed seen short story shoulder side silence smile soldiers soon spot stood strange suddenly tell thing thought took tree turned voice Walimer walked whole wild window Winkle woman words young
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الصفحة 159 - But evil things, in robes of sorrow, Assailed the monarch's high estate; (Ah, let us mourn! — for never morrow Shall dawn upon him, desolate!) And round about his home the glory That blushed and bloomed Is but a dim-remembered story Of the old time entombed.
الصفحة 40 - 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 47 - ... 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 320 - He got him up so in the matter of ketching flies and kep' him in practice so constant, that he'd nail a fly every time as fur as he could see him. Smiley said all a frog wanted was education, and he could do 'most anything — and I believe him. Why, I've seen him set Dan'l Webster down here on this floor — Dan'l Webster was the name of the frog — and sing out, 'Flies, Dan'l, flies!
الصفحة 43 - ... 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 of Dame Van Winkle. As he was about to descend, he heard a voice from a distance, hallooing, "Rip Van Winkle! Rip Van Winkle!
الصفحة 159 - I well remember that suggestions arising from this ballad led us into a train of thought wherein there became manifest an opinion of Usher's, which I mention not so much on account of its novelty (for other men ' have thought thus), as on account of the pertinacity with which he maintained it. This opinion, in its general form, was that of the sentience of all vegetable things.
الصفحة 317 - But now they desire a better country, that is, an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.
الصفحة 306 - From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
الصفحة 321 - ... him pretty near up to his chin — and set him on the floor. Smiley he went to the swamp and slopped around in the mud for a long time, and finally he ketched a frog, and fetched him in, and give him to this feller, and says: "Now, if you're ready, set him alongside of Dan'l, with his fore-paws just even with Dan'l, and I'll give the word.
الصفحة 158 - Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and flow (This — all this — was in the olden Time long ago), And every gentle air that dallied, In that sweet day, Along the ramparts plumed and pallid, A winged odor went away.