The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, GentG. P. Putnam; Hurd and Houghton, 1864 - 507 من الصفحات |
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... . When leaning on his arm , her slender form contrasted finely with his tall , manly person . The fond , con- fiding air with which she looked up to him seemed to call forth a flush of triumphant pride and cherishing THE WIFE . 39.
... . When leaning on his arm , her slender form contrasted finely with his tall , manly person . The fond , con- fiding air with which she looked up to him seemed to call forth a flush of triumphant pride and cherishing THE WIFE . 39.
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... arms round my neck , and asked if this was all that had lately made me unhappy . But , poor girl , " added he , " she cannot realize the change we must undergo . She has no idea of poverty but in the abstract ; she has only read of it ...
... arms round my neck , and asked if this was all that had lately made me unhappy . But , poor girl , " added he , " she cannot realize the change we must undergo . She has no idea of poverty but in the abstract ; she has only read of it ...
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... arm ; we paused and listened . It was Mary's voice sing- ing , in a style of the most touching simplicity , a little ... arms round her - he kissed her again and again — he could not speak , ― Pichanasoni but the tears gushed into his ...
... arm ; we paused and listened . It was Mary's voice sing- ing , in a style of the most touching simplicity , a little ... arms round her - he kissed her again and again — he could not speak , ― Pichanasoni but the tears gushed into his ...
الصفحة 66
... arm , and , ris- ing on tiptoe , inquired in his ear , " Whether he was Federal or Democrat ? " Rip was equally at a loss to comprehend the question ; when a know- ing , self - important old gentleman , in a sharp cocked hat , made his ...
... arm , and , ris- ing on tiptoe , inquired in his ear , " Whether he was Federal or Democrat ? " Rip was equally at a loss to comprehend the question ; when a know- ing , self - important old gentleman , in a sharp cocked hat , made his ...
الصفحة 68
... arms , which , frightened at his looks , began to cry . " Hush , Rip , ” cried she , " hush , you little fool ; the old man won't hurt you . ” The name of the child , the air of the mother , the tone of her voice , all awakened a train ...
... arms , which , frightened at his looks , began to cry . " Hush , Rip , ” cried she , " hush , you little fool ; the old man won't hurt you . ” The name of the child , the air of the mother , the tone of her voice , all awakened a train ...
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الصفحة 56 - 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 36 - ... erewhile To share their converse, and enjoy their smile, And tempers, as he may, affliction's dart; Thus, loved associates, chiefs of elder art, Teachers of wisdom, who could once beguile My tedious hours, and lighten every toil, I now resign you; nor with fainting heart; For pass a few short years, or days, or hours, And happier seasons may their dawn unfold, And all your sacred fellowship restore ; When, freed from earth, unlimited its powers, Mind shall with mind direct communion hold, And...
الصفحة 57 - ... 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 52 - It could not be from the want of assiduity or perseverance; for he would sit on a wet rock, with a rod as long and heavy as a Tartar's lance, and fish all day without a murmur, even though he should not be encouraged by a single nibble. He would carry a fowling-piece on his shoulder for hours together, trudging through woods and swamps, and up hill and down dale, to shoot a few squirrels or wild pigeons.
الصفحة 53 - Winkle, however, was one of those happy mortals, of foolish, well-oiled dispositions, who take the world easy, eat white bread or brown, whichever can be got with least thought or trouble, and would rather starve on a penny than work for a pound.
الصفحة 150 - Who that has languished, even in advanced life, in sickness and despondency ; who that has pined on a weary bed in the neglect and loneliness of a foreign land ; but has thought on the mother " that looked on his childhood...
الصفحة 371 - 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 52 - The children of the village, too, would shout with joy whenever he approached. He assisted at their sports, made their playthings, taught them to fly kites and shoot marbles, and told them long stories of ghosts, witches, and Indians. Whenever he went dodging about the village, he was surrounded by a troop of them, hanging on his skirts, clambering on his back, and playing a thousand tricks on him with impunity ; and not a dog would bark at him throughout the neighbourhood.
الصفحة 52 - Indian corn, or building stone fences ; the women of the village, too, used to employ him to run their errands, and to do such little odd jobs as their less obliging husbands would not do for them. In a word, Rip was ready to attend to anybody's business but his own ; but as to doing family duty and keeping his farm in order, he found it impossible.
الصفحة 60 - What seemed particularly odd to Rip was, that, though these folks were evidently amusing themselves, yet they maintained the gravest faces, the most mysterious silence, and were, withal, the most melancholy party of pleasure he had ever witnessed.