Rip Van Winkle and The Legend of Sleepy HollowMacmillan and Company, 1893 - 218 من الصفحات |
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... schoolmaster . And as he slept away the long years , Old Time was good enough to pass him by , forgetting and forgiving . The horrors of war had passed over the land and spared him its sorrows and penalties 12 PREFACE.
... schoolmaster . And as he slept away the long years , Old Time was good enough to pass him by , forgetting and forgiving . The horrors of war had passed over the land and spared him its sorrows and penalties 12 PREFACE.
الصفحة 12
... the avenging birch of the schoolmaster . And as he slept away the long years , Old Time was good enough to pass him by , forgetting and forgiving . The horrors of war had passed GH over the land and spared him its sorrows and 12 PREFACE.
... the avenging birch of the schoolmaster . And as he slept away the long years , Old Time was good enough to pass him by , forgetting and forgiving . The horrors of war had passed GH over the land and spared him its sorrows and 12 PREFACE.
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... passing traveller . How solemnly they would listen to the contents , as drawled out by Derrick Van Bummel , the schoolmaster , a dapper learned little man , who was not to be daunted by the most gigantic word in the dictionary ; and how ...
... passing traveller . How solemnly they would listen to the contents , as drawled out by Derrick Van Bummel , the schoolmaster , a dapper learned little man , who was not to be daunted by the most gigantic word in the dictionary ; and how ...
الصفحة 55
... Passing through the ravine , they came to a hollow , like a small amphitheatre , surrounded by perpendicular precipices over the brinks of which impending trees shot their branches , so that you only caught glimpses of the azure sky ...
... Passing through the ravine , they came to a hollow , like a small amphitheatre , surrounded by perpendicular precipices over the brinks of which impending trees shot their branches , so that you only caught glimpses of the azure sky ...
الصفحة 68
... passing away , and Rip felt famished for want of his breakfast . He grieved to give up his dog and gun ; he dreaded to meet his wife ; but it would not do to starve among the mountains . He shook his head , shouldered the rusty firelock ...
... passing away , and Rip felt famished for want of his breakfast . He grieved to give up his dog and gun ; he dreaded to meet his wife ; but it would not do to starve among the mountains . He shook his head , shouldered the rusty firelock ...
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1893 by Macmillan Balt Baltus Van Tassel blessed blue bridge Brom Bones brook brow church cocked companion Copyright 1893 Dame Van Winkle DIEDRICH KNICKERBOCKER door drowsy Dutch elves eyes fancy farm-house favourite fearful fellow foot fowling-piece frolic Galloping Hessian ghosts goblin Gunpowder haunted head heard heart hills horse Hudson River Hudson River School Ichabod Crane Kaatskill Mountains Katrina Katrina Van Tassel kind knight-errant LACOUR late Diedrich LEGEND OF SLEEPY looked master name of Rip neighbour neighbourhood never Nicholas Vedder night nine-pins old gentleman passed Peter Stuyvesant pipe poor Rip POSTHUMOUS WRITING quiet rider Rip Van Winkle Rip's Ripper road round rustic scene school-house schoolmaster seemed seen shoulder side Sketch Book Sleepy Hollow smoke soul spirit steed story strange tale Tam-o-Shanter Tassel termagant thought Rip thunder told tree urchin village Washington Irving wild WINKLE A POSTHUMOUS Woden WRITING FROM DIEDRICH
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الصفحة 47 - The name of the child, the air of the mother, the tone of her voice, all awakened a train of recollections in his mind. "What is your name, my good woman?
الصفحة 46 - Rip looked, and beheld a precise counterpart of himself, as he went up the mountain: apparently as lazy, and certainly as ragged. The poor fellow was now completely confounded. He doubted his own identity, and whether he was himself or another man. In the midst of his bewilderment, the man in the cocked hat demanded who he was, and What, was his name?
الصفحة 15 - Winkle !" He looked round, but could see nothing but a crow winging its solitary flight across the mountain. He thought his fancy must have deceived : him, and turned again to descend, when he heard the same cry ring through the still evening air ; " Rip Van Winkle ! Rip Van Winkle...
الصفحة 24 - ... 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. Nothing interrupted the stillness of the scene but the noise of the balls, which, whenever they were rolled, echoed along the mountains like rumbling peals of thunder. As Rip and his companion approached them, they suddenly desisted from their play, and stared at him with such fixed, statue-like gaze, and such strange,...
الصفحة 72 - The dominant spirit, however, that haunts this enchanted region, and seems to be commander-in-chief of all the powers of the air, is the apparition of a figure on horseback without a head. It is said by some to be the ghost of a Hessian trooper, whose head had been carried away by a cannon-ball, in some nameless battle during the revolutionary war...
الصفحة 4 - How solemnly they would listen to the contents, as drawled out by Derrick Van Bummel, the schoolmaster, a dapper learned little man, who was not to be daunted by the most gigantic word in the dictionary ; and how sagely they would deliberate upon public events some months after they had taken place. The opinions of this junto were completely controlled by Nicholas Vedder, a patriarch of the village, and landlord of the inn...
الصفحة 25 - 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 8 - ... of his wife, was to take gun in hand and stroll away into the woods. Here he would sometimes seat himself at the foot of a tree, and share the contents of his wallet with Wolf, with whom he sympathized as a fellow-sufferer in persecution. "Poor Wolf...
الصفحة 17 - 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...