The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, GentG. P. Putnam; Hurd and Houghton, 1864 - 507 من الصفحات |
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... the smile will van- ish from that cheek the song will die away from those lips the lustre of those eyes will be quenched with sorrow ; and the happy heart , - which now beats lightly in that bosom , will be 40 THE SKETCH - BOOK .
... the smile will van- ish from that cheek the song will die away from those lips the lustre of those eyes will be quenched with sorrow ; and the happy heart , - which now beats lightly in that bosom , will be 40 THE SKETCH - BOOK .
الصفحة 99
... song piped in the in- tervals of the acts . He seeks for fame , for for- tunc , for space in the world's thought , and domin- ion over his fellow - men . But a woman's whole life is a history of the affections . The heart is her world ...
... song piped in the in- tervals of the acts . He seeks for fame , for for- tunc , for space in the world's thought , and domin- ion over his fellow - men . But a woman's whole life is a history of the affections . The heart is her world ...
الصفحة 103
... song of the charmer , charm he never so wisely . " The person who told me her story had seen her at a masquerade . There can be no exhibition of far - gone wretchedness more striking and pain- ful than to meet it in such a scene . To ...
... song of the charmer , charm he never so wisely . " The person who told me her story had seen her at a masquerade . There can be no exhibition of far - gone wretchedness more striking and pain- ful than to meet it in such a scene . To ...
الصفحة 105
... 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 ! He had lived for his love - for his country he died , They were all ...
... 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 ! He had lived for his love - for his country he died , They were all ...
الصفحة 123
... these lowerings of gloomy reflection were meant as preparative to the brightest scene of his story ; and to contrast with that refulgence of light and loveliness , that exhilarating accompaniment of bird and song , A ROYAL POET . 123.
... these lowerings of gloomy reflection were meant as preparative to the brightest scene of his story ; and to contrast with that refulgence of light and loveliness , that exhilarating accompaniment of bird and song , A ROYAL POET . 123.
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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.