The sketch bookGeorge P. Putnam, 1849 |
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... sometimes by the delineations of beauty , some- times by the distortions of caricature , and sometimes by the loveliness of landscape . As it is the fashion for modern tourists to travel pencil in hand , and bring home their portfolios ...
... sometimes by the delineations of beauty , some- times by the distortions of caricature , and sometimes by the loveliness of landscape . As it is the fashion for modern tourists to travel pencil in hand , and bring home their portfolios ...
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... Sometimes a distant sail , gliding along the edge of the ocean , would be another theme of idle speculation . How interesting this fragment of a world , hastening to rejoin the great mass of existence ! What a glorious monument of human ...
... Sometimes a distant sail , gliding along the edge of the ocean , would be another theme of idle speculation . How interesting this fragment of a world , hastening to rejoin the great mass of existence ! What a glorious monument of human ...
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... sometimes break in upon the serenity of a summer voyage . As we sat round the dull light of a lamp in the cabin , that made the gloom more ghastly , every one had his tale of shipwreck and disaster . I was particularly struck with a ...
... sometimes break in upon the serenity of a summer voyage . As we sat round the dull light of a lamp in the cabin , that made the gloom more ghastly , every one had his tale of shipwreck and disaster . I was particularly struck with a ...
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... Sometimes an impending surge appeared ready to overwhelm her , and nothing but a dex- terous movement of the helm preserved her from the shock . When I retired to my cabin , the awful scene still followed me . The whistling of the wind ...
... Sometimes an impending surge appeared ready to overwhelm her , and nothing but a dex- terous movement of the helm preserved her from the shock . When I retired to my cabin , the awful scene still followed me . The whistling of the wind ...
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... sometimes to neglect , and to roam abroad in search of less worthy associates . He is independent of the world around him . He lives with antiquity and posterity ; with antiquity , in the sweet communion of studious retirement ; and ...
... sometimes to neglect , and to roam abroad in search of less worthy associates . He is independent of the world around him . He lives with antiquity and posterity ; with antiquity , in the sweet communion of studious retirement ; and ...
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الصفحة 252 - Lear. The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweet-heart, see, they bark at me.
الصفحة 49 - thy mistress leads thee a dog's life of it ; but never mind, my lad, whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee !" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity, I verily believe he reciprocated the sentiment with all his heart.
الصفحة 156 - Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife.
الصفحة 61 - 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 51 - ... like distant thunder, that seemed to issue out of a deep ravine, or rather cleft, between lofty rocks, toward which their rugged path conducted. He paused for an instant, but supposing it to be the muttering of one of those transient thundershowers which often take place in mountain heights, he proceeded.
الصفحة 55 - 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.
الصفحة 180 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
الصفحة 49 - ... 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 58 - 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 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.