The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent, Volume 1J. Murray, 1822 - 393 páginas |
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... passed over her , and were hurried on our As the crashing wreck was sinking beneath us , I had a glimpse of two or three half - naked wretches rushing from her cabin ; they just started from their beds to be swal- lowed shrieking by the ...
... passed over her , and were hurried on our As the crashing wreck was sinking beneath us , I had a glimpse of two or three half - naked wretches rushing from her cabin ; they just started from their beds to be swal- lowed shrieking by the ...
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... passed under the hammer of the auc- tioneer , and was dispersed about the country . The good people of the vicinity thronged like wreckers to get some part of the noble vessel that had been driven on shore . Did such a scene admit of ...
... passed under the hammer of the auc- tioneer , and was dispersed about the country . The good people of the vicinity thronged like wreckers to get some part of the noble vessel that had been driven on shore . Did such a scene admit of ...
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... passing traveller . How solemnly they would listen to the con- tents , as drawled out by Derrick Van Bummel , the school - master , a dapper learned little man , who was not to be daunted by the most gigantic word in the dictionary ...
... passing traveller . How solemnly they would listen to the con- tents , as drawled out by Derrick Van Bummel , the school - master , a dapper learned little man , who was not to be daunted by the most gigantic word in the dictionary ...
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... 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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... passed . The very village was altered : it was larger and more populous . There were rows of houses which he had never seen before , and those which had been his familiar haunts had disappeared . Strange names were over the doors ...
... passed . The very village was altered : it was larger and more populous . There were rows of houses which he had never seen before , and those which had been his familiar haunts had disappeared . Strange names were over the doors ...
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Página 66 - Rip Van Winkle ! Rip Van Winkle ! " At the same time Wolf bristled up his back, and giving a low growl, skulked to his master's 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...
Página 277 - Lay a garland on my hearse, Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear; Say I died true: My love was false, but I was firm From my hour of birth. Upon my buried body lie Lightly, gentle earth!
Página 79 - Here a general shout burst from the bystanders — "a tory! a tory! a spy! a refugee! hustle him! away with him!" It was with great difficulty that the self-important man in the cocked hat restored order; and having assumed a tenfold austerity of brow, demanded again of the unknown culprit, what he came there for, and whom he was seeking. The poor man humbly assured him that he meant no harm, but merely came there in search of some of his neighbors, who used to keep about the tavern. "Well — who...
Página 54 - WHOEVER has made a voyage up the Hudson must remember the Kaatskill mountains. They are a dismembered branch of the great Appalachian family, and are seen away to the west of the river, swelling up to a noble height, and lording it over the surrounding country.
Página 54 - When the weather is fair and settled, they are clothed in blue and purple, and print their bold outlines on the clear evening sky ; but sometimes, when the rest of the landscape is cloudless, they will gather a hood of gray vapors about their summits, which, in the last rays of the setting sun, will glow and light up like a crown of glory.
Página 55 - 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, and accompanied him to the siege of Fort Christina.
Página 51 - CARTWRIGHT. [The following Tale was found among the papers of the late Diedrich Knickerbocker, an old gentleman of New York, who was very curious in the Dutch history of the province, and the manners of the descendants from its primitive settlers. His historical researches, however, did not lie so much among books as among men; for the former are lamentably scanty on his favorite topics; whereas he found the old burghers, and still more their wives, rich in that legendary lore, so invaluable to true...
Página 237 - Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, on Wednesday, in Whitsun week, when the prince broke thy head for liking his father to a singing-man of Windsor ; thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me, and make me my lady, thy wife.
Página 280 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Página 81 - 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 1 '