The Sketch BookB. Tauchnitz, 1843 - 446 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 40
... face glanced out at the window and vanished - a light footstep was heard and Mary came tripping forth to meet us : she was in a pretty rural dress of white : a few wild - flowers were twisted in her fine hair ; a fresh bloom was on her ...
... face glanced out at the window and vanished - a light footstep was heard and Mary came tripping forth to meet us : she was in a pretty rural dress of white : a few wild - flowers were twisted in her fine hair ; a fresh bloom was on her ...
الصفحة 41
... face , — " Oh , we shall be so happy ! " He caught her to his Poor Leslie was overcome . bosom - he folded his arms round her he kissed her again and again - he could not speak , but the tears gushed into his eyes ; and he has often ...
... face , — " Oh , we shall be so happy ! " He caught her to his Poor Leslie was overcome . bosom - he folded his arms round her he kissed her again and again - he could not speak , but the tears gushed into his eyes ; and he has often ...
الصفحة 49
... face , and if dogs can feel pity , I verily believe he recipro- cated the sentiment with all his heart . In a long ramble of the kind on a fine autumnal day , Rip had unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of the Kaatskill ...
... face , and if dogs can feel pity , I verily believe he recipro- cated the sentiment with all his heart . In a long ramble of the kind on a fine autumnal day , Rip had unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of the Kaatskill ...
الصفحة 52
... face of another seemed to consist entirely of nose , and was surmounted by a white sugarloaf hat , set off with a ... faces , the most mys- terious silence , and were withal the most melancholy party of pleasure he had ever witnessed ...
... face of another seemed to consist entirely of nose , and was surmounted by a white sugarloaf hat , set off with a ... faces , the most mys- terious silence , and were withal the most melancholy party of pleasure he had ever witnessed ...
الصفحة 55
... faces at the windows - everything was strange . mind now misgave him ; he began to doubt whether both he and the world around him were not bewitched . Surely this was his native village , which he had left but the day before ! There ...
... faces at the windows - everything was strange . mind now misgave him ; he began to doubt whether both he and the world around him were not bewitched . Surely this was his native village , which he had left but the day before ! There ...
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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.