The sketch bookGeorge P. Putnam, 1849 |
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... wall , over which the torrent came tumbling in a sheet of feathery foam , and fell into a broad deep basin , black from the shadows of the surrounding forest . Here , then , poor Rip was brought to a stand . He again called and whistled ...
... wall , over which the torrent came tumbling in a sheet of feathery foam , and fell into a broad deep basin , black from the shadows of the surrounding forest . Here , then , poor Rip was brought to a stand . He again called and whistled ...
الصفحة 78
... walls and bustling streets , enter with facility into rural habits , and evince a tact for rural occupation . The merchant has his snug retreat in the vicinity of the metropolis , where he often displays as much pride and zeal in the ...
... walls and bustling streets , enter with facility into rural habits , and evince a tact for rural occupation . The merchant has his snug retreat in the vicinity of the metropolis , where he often displays as much pride and zeal in the ...
الصفحة 80
... trim hedge , the grassplot before the door , the little flower - bed bordered with snug box , the woodbine trained up against the wall , and hanging its blossoms about the lattice , the pot of flowers in the window , 80 THE SKETCH BOOK .
... trim hedge , the grassplot before the door , the little flower - bed bordered with snug box , the woodbine trained up against the wall , and hanging its blossoms about the lattice , the pot of flowers in the window , 80 THE SKETCH BOOK .
الصفحة 101
... wall became animated ! The old authors thrust out , first a head , then a shoulder , from the canvas , looked down curiously , for an instant , upon the motley throng , and then descended with fury in their eyes , to claim their rifled ...
... wall became animated ! The old authors thrust out , first a head , then a shoulder , from the canvas , looked down curiously , for an instant , upon the motley throng , and then descended with fury in their eyes , to claim their rifled ...
الصفحة 102
... walls . In short , I found myself wide awake in my corner , with the whole assemblage of book- worms gazing at me with astonishment . Nothing of the dream had been real but my burst of laughter , a sound never before heard in that grave ...
... walls . In short , I found myself wide awake in my corner , with the whole assemblage of book- worms gazing at me with astonishment . Nothing of the dream had been real but my burst of laughter , a sound never before heard in that grave ...
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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.