Masterpieces of American Literature: Franklin, Irving, Bryant, Webster, Everett, Longfellow, Hawthorne, Whittier, Emerson, Holmes, Lowell, Thoreau, O'Reilly : with Biographical Sketches and PortraitsJohn Kneeland, Henry Nathan Wheeler Houghton, Mifflin, 1891 - 462 من الصفحات |
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... door work to do ; so that though his patri- monial estate had dwindled away under his manage- ment , acre by acre , until there was little more left than a mere patch of Indian corn and potatoes , yet it was the worst - conditioned farm ...
... door work to do ; so that though his patri- monial estate had dwindled away under his manage- ment , acre by acre , until there was little more left than a mere patch of Indian corn and potatoes , yet it was the worst - conditioned farm ...
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... door with yelping precipitation . Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle as years of matrimony rolled on ; a tart temper never mellows with age , and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use ...
... door with yelping precipitation . Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle as years of matrimony rolled on ; a tart temper never mellows with age , and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use ...
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... door of which he took his seat from morning till night , just moving suf- ficiently to avoid the sun and keep in the shade of a large tree ; so that the neighbors could tell the hour by his movements as accurately as by a sun - dial ...
... door of which he took his seat from morning till night , just moving suf- ficiently to avoid the sun and keep in the shade of a large tree ; so that the neighbors could tell the hour by his movements as accurately as by a sun - dial ...
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... doors - strange faces at the windows , — everything was strange . His mind now misgave him ; he began to doubt whether both he and the world around him were not bewitched . Surely this was his native vil- lage , which he had left but ...
... doors - strange faces at the windows , — everything was strange . His mind now misgave him ; he began to doubt whether both he and the world around him were not bewitched . Surely this was his native vil- lage , which he had left but ...
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... door was painted , " The Union Hotel , by Jonathan Doolittle . " Instead of the great tree that used to shelter the quiet little Dutch inn of yore , there now was reared a tall naked pole , with something on the top that looked like a ...
... door was painted , " The Union Hotel , by Jonathan Doolittle . " Instead of the great tree that used to shelter the quiet little Dutch inn of yore , there now was reared a tall naked pole , with something on the top that looked like a ...
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الصفحة 37 - Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart, Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings, while from all around— Earth and her waters, and the depths of air — Comes a still voice, — Yet a few days and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more...
الصفحة 40 - Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean-side? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost.
الصفحة 229 - Read not to contradict and confute, nor to believe and take for granted, nor to find talk and discourse, but to weigh and consider. Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested...
الصفحة 37 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house...
الصفحة 82 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main; The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming Lair.
الصفحة 52 - So much for industry, my friends, and attention to one's own business ; but to these we must add frugality, if we would make our industry more certainly successful. A man may, if he knows not how to save as he gets, keep his nose all his life to the grindstone, and die not worth a groat at last. A fat kitchen makes a lean will, as Poor Richard says; and — Many estates are spent in the getting, Since women for tea ' forsook spinning and knitting, And men for punch forsook hewing and splitting.
الصفحة 16 - ... side, looking fearfully down into the glen. Rip now felt a vague apprehension stealing over him ; he looked anxiously in the same direction, and perceived a strange figure slowly toiling up the rocks, and bending under the weight of something he carried on his back. He was surprised to see any human being in this lonely and unfrequented place, but supposing it to be some one of the neighborhood in need of his assistance, he hastened down to yield it On nearer approach he was still more surprised...
الصفحة 49 - Sloth, like rust, consumes faster than labor wears ; while the used key is always bright, as Poor Richard says. But dost thou love life, then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of, as Poor Richard says. How much more than is necessary do we spend in sleep, forgetting, that The sleeping fox catches no poultry, and that There will be sleeping enough in the grave, as Poor Richard says.
الصفحة 136 - ... roar In baffled rage at pane and door, While the red logs before us beat The frost-line back with tropic heat; And ever, when a louder blast Shook beam and rafter as it passed, The merrier up its roaring draught The great throat of the chimney laughed; The house-dog on his paws outspread Laid to the fire his drowsy head, The cat's dark silhouette on the wall A couchant tiger's seemed to fall; And, for the winter fireside meet, Between the andirons...
الصفحة 12 - ... else; the rain always made a point of setting in just as he had some out-door work to do; so that though his patrimonial estate had dwindled away under his management, acre by acre, until there was little more left than a mere patch of Indian corn and potatoes, yet it was the wors.t conditioned farm in the neighborhood.