The Sketch BookB. Tauchnitz, 1843 - 446 من الصفحات |
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... deep rivers , rolling in solemn silence to the ocean ; her trackless forests , where vegetation puts forth all its magnificence ; her skies , kindling with the magic of summer clouds and glorious sunshine : -no , never need an American ...
... deep rivers , rolling in solemn silence to the ocean ; her trackless forests , where vegetation puts forth all its magnificence ; her skies , kindling with the magic of summer clouds and glorious sunshine : -no , never need an American ...
الصفحة 16
... deep , and of the air , and rather tend to abstract the mind from worldly themes . I delighted to loll over the quarter railing , or climb to the main- top , of a calm day , and muse for hours together on the tranquil bosom of a ...
... deep , and of the air , and rather tend to abstract the mind from worldly themes . I delighted to loll over the quarter railing , or climb to the main- top , of a calm day , and muse for hours together on the tranquil bosom of a ...
الصفحة 17
... deep at their uncouth gambols . Shoals of porpoises tumbling about the bow of the ship ; the grampus slowly heaving his huge form above the surface ; or the ravenous shark , darting , like a spectre , through the blue waters . My ...
... deep at their uncouth gambols . Shoals of porpoises tumbling about the bow of the ship ; the grampus slowly heaving his huge form above the surface ; or the ravenous shark , darting , like a spectre , through the blue waters . My ...
الصفحة 18
... deep . Silence , oblivion , like the waves , have closed over them , and no one can tell the story of their end . What sighs have been wafted after that ship ; what prayers offered up at the deserted fire - side of home ! How often has ...
... deep . Silence , oblivion , like the waves , have closed over them , and no one can tell the story of their end . What sighs have been wafted after that ship ; what prayers offered up at the deserted fire - side of home ! How often has ...
الصفحة 20
... Deep called unto deep . At times the black volume of clouds over head seemed rent asunder by flashes of lightning that quivered along the foaming billows , and made the succeeding darkness doubly ter- rible . The thunders bellowed over ...
... Deep called unto deep . At times the black volume of clouds over head seemed rent asunder by flashes of lightning that quivered along the foaming billows , and made the succeeding darkness doubly ter- rible . The thunders bellowed over ...
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ancient antiquity Baltus Van Tassel Baron beautiful Boar's Head bosom Bracebridge bustle Canonchet castle character charm Christmas church churchyard cottage countenance custom Dame dark deep delight distant door earth Eastcheap England English fancy favourite feelings fire flowers gathered goblin grave green hall hand heard heart honour horse hung Ichabod Ichabod Crane Indian John Bull kind lady Little Britain living look mansion Master Simon melancholy merry mind mingled monuments mountain nature neighbourhood neighbours ness never night noble old English old gentleman once passed Philip poet poor pride quiet racter Rip Van Winkle Robert Preston round rural scene seemed Shakspeare Sketch Book sleep Sleepy Hollow song sorrow soul sound spectre spirit Squire story Stratford sweet tender thought tion tomb tower trees turn village wandering Wassail Wat Tyler whole wild William Walworth window Winkle worthy young
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الصفحة 63 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks. Methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam...
الصفحة 377 - This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward : nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place.
الصفحة 42 - In that same village, and in one of these very houses (which, to tell the precise truth, was sadly time-worn 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 435 - Gunpowder sprang upon the bridge; he thundered over the resounding planks; he gained the opposite side; and now Ichabod cast a look behind to see if his pursuer should vanish, according to rule, in a flash of fire and brimstone. Just then he saw the goblin rising in his stirrups and in the very act of hurling his head at him. Ichabod endeavored to dodge the horrible missile, but too late.
الصفحة 90 - She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking!
الصفحة 322 - I appeal to any white man to say, if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat ; if ever he came cold and naked, and he clothed him not. During the course of the last long and bloody war Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate for peace. Such was my love for the whites, that my countrymen pointed as they passed, and said, " Logan is the friend of white men.
الصفحة 146 - Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, on Wednesday, in Whitsun week, when the prince broke thy head for liking his father to a singing-man of Windsor ; thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me, and make me my lady, thy wife.
الصفحة 420 - ... and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple and scarlet. Streaming files of wild ducks began to make their appearance high in the air ; the bark of the squirrel might be heard from the groves of beech and hickory nuts, and the pensive whistle of the quail at intervals from the neighboring...
الصفحة 45 - Morning, noon, and night, her tongue was incessantly going, and everything he said or did was sure to produce a torrent of household eloquence. Rip had but one way of replying to all lectures of the kind, and that, by frequent use, had grown into a habit. He shrugged his shoulders, shook his head, cast up his eyes, but said nothing.
الصفحة 53 - ... dreaded to meet his wife ; but it would not do to starve among the mountains. He shook his head, shouldered the rusty firelock, and with a heart full of trouble and anxiety turned his steps homeward.