The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, المجلد 2Carey, Lea & Blanchard, 1835 |
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... head of the family since time immemorial . I think it best to give you these hints about my worthy old father , to prepare you for any little eccentricities that might otherwise appear absurd . " 9 We had passed for some time along the ...
... head of the family since time immemorial . I think it best to give you these hints about my worthy old father , to prepare you for any little eccentricities that might otherwise appear absurd . " 9 We had passed for some time along the ...
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... . Ilis- tened and listened - they became more and more tender and remote , and , as they gradually died away , my head sunk upon the pillow , and I fell asleep . · Dark and dull night flie hence away , And 16 CHRISTMAS EVE .
... . Ilis- tened and listened - they became more and more tender and remote , and , as they gradually died away , my head sunk upon the pillow , and I fell asleep . · Dark and dull night flie hence away , And 16 CHRISTMAS EVE .
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... head seemed to have shrunk away within it , like a dried filbert in its shell . He wore a rusty coat , with great skirts , and pockets that would have held the church bible and prayer book and his small legs seemed still smaller , from ...
... head seemed to have shrunk away within it , like a dried filbert in its shell . He wore a rusty coat , with great skirts , and pockets that would have held the church bible and prayer book and his small legs seemed still smaller , from ...
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... heads , piled one above . the other , among which I particularly noticed that of the village tailor , a pale fellow ... head , like the egg of an ostrich . There were two or thre pretty faces among the female singers , to which the keen ...
... heads , piled one above . the other , among which I particularly noticed that of the village tailor , a pale fellow ... head , like the egg of an ostrich . There were two or thre pretty faces among the female singers , to which the keen ...
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... head , ogling his book , and winding all up by a nasal solo of at least three bars duration . The parson gave us a most erudite sermon on the rites and ceremonies of Christmas , and the propriety of obser- ving it , not merely a day of ...
... head , ogling his book , and winding all up by a nasal solo of at least three bars duration . The parson gave us a most erudite sermon on the rites and ceremonies of Christmas , and the propriety of obser- ving it , not merely a day of ...
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الصفحة 83 - 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 33 - Just in this nick the cook knock'd thrice, And all the waiters in a trice His summons did obey ; Each serving man, with dish in hand, March'd boldly up, like our...
الصفحة 14 - Since ghost there is none to affright thee. Let not the dark thee cumber ; What though the moon does slumber? The stars of the night Will lend thee their light, Like tapers clear without number.
الصفحة 68 - Good friend, for Jesus' sake forbear To dig the dust enclosed here ; Blessed be he that spares these stones, And curst be he that moves my bones.
الصفحة 149 - The fire-flies, too, which sparkled most vividly in the darkest places, now and then startled him, as one of uncommon brightness would stream across his path; and if, by chance, a huge blockhead of a beetle came winging his blundering flight against him, the poor varlet was ready to give up the ghost, with the idea that he was struck with a witch's token. His only resource on such occasions, either to drown thought, or drive away evil spirits, was to sing...
الصفحة 173 - Ripper now began to feel some uneasiness about the fate of poor Ichabod and his saddle. An inquiry was set on foot, and after diligent investigation they came upon his traces. In one part of the road leading to the church was found the saddle, trampled in the dirt ; the tracks of horses...
الصفحة 163 - I want breath and time to discuss this banquet as it deserves, and am too eager to get on with my story. Happily, Ichabod Crane was not in so great a hurry as his historian, but did ample justice to every dainty.
الصفحة 172 - ... to the left. This road leads through a sandy hollow, shaded by trees for about a quarter of a mile, where it crosses the bridge famous in goblin story, and just beyond swells the green knoll on which stands the whitewashed church.
الصفحة 153 - ... carved out the future sleek side of bacon, and juicy relishing ham; not a turkey but he beheld daintily trussed up, with its gizzard under its wing, and, peradventure, a necklace of savory sausages; and even bright chanticleer himself lay sprawling on his back, in a sidedish, with uplifted claws, as if craving that quarter which his chivalrous spirit disdained to ask while living.
الصفحة 166 - The tale was told of old Brouwer, a most heretical disbeliever in ghosts, how he met the Horseman returning from his foray into Sleepy Hollow, and was obliged to get up behind him ; how they galloped over bush and brake, over hill and swamp, until they reached the bridge ; when the Horseman suddenly turned into a skeleton, threw old Brouwer into the brook, and sprang away over the tree-tops with a clap of thunder.