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... beauty , and the death of the warrior king , have given just celebrity . Setting aside the beautiful descriptions of scenery , with which the poem abounds , and the Indian superstitions which form its machinery , and are thoroughly ...
... beauty , and the death of the warrior king , have given just celebrity . Setting aside the beautiful descriptions of scenery , with which the poem abounds , and the Indian superstitions which form its machinery , and are thoroughly ...
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... beauty ; and it concludes with an exceed- ingly happy poetical conception . pp . 21 , 22 . " Toilworn and few and doubtful met The PANIESE in their council sate . High rose the cliffs ; but proud above The regal oaks their branches ...
... beauty ; and it concludes with an exceed- ingly happy poetical conception . pp . 21 , 22 . " Toilworn and few and doubtful met The PANIESE in their council sate . High rose the cliffs ; but proud above The regal oaks their branches ...
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... beauty met his eye , The watchful sentinel on high ! With all its isles and inlets lay Beneath , the calm , majestic bay ; Like molten gold , all glittering spread , Where the clear sun his influence shed : In wreathy , crisped ...
... beauty met his eye , The watchful sentinel on high ! With all its isles and inlets lay Beneath , the calm , majestic bay ; Like molten gold , all glittering spread , Where the clear sun his influence shed : In wreathy , crisped ...
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... beauty close ; In volumes dense , o'er earth and main , Descend the wreathing mists again ; Pocasset's long and verdant coast In that unwelcome veil was lost , With sweep of hills and forests wide , And sparkling waves between that ...
... beauty close ; In volumes dense , o'er earth and main , Descend the wreathing mists again ; Pocasset's long and verdant coast In that unwelcome veil was lost , With sweep of hills and forests wide , And sparkling waves between that ...
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... beauty and exquisite finish , are infinitely superior to the verses generally afforded on similar occasions . They were written by a friend of the late Dr. J. R. Drake , of this city . To commemorate the virtues and the talents of a ...
... beauty and exquisite finish , are infinitely superior to the verses generally afforded on similar occasions . They were written by a friend of the late Dr. J. R. Drake , of this city . To commemorate the virtues and the talents of a ...
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Página 175 - ... in the country round. Their dress, too, was of a different fashion from that to which he was accustomed. They all stared at him with equal marks of surprise, and whenever they cast their eyes upon him, invariably stroked their chins. The constant recurrence of this gesture induced Rip, involuntarily, to do the same, when, to his astonishment, he found his beard had grown a foot long!
Página 173 - For a long while he used to console himself, when driven from home, by frequenting a kind of perpetual club of the sages, philosophers, and other idle personages of the village which held its sessions on a bench before a small inn, designated by a rubicund portrait of His Majesty George the Third.
Página 173 - From an opening between the trees he could overlook all the lower country for many a mile of rich woodland. He saw at a distance the lordly Hudson, far, far below him, moving on its silent but majestic course, with the reflection of a purple cloud or the sail of a lagging bark here and there sleeping on its glassy bosom, and at last losing itself in the blue highlands.
Página 174 - 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 some one...
Página 178 - Ah, poor man, Rip Van Winkle was his name, but it's twenty years since he went away from home with his gun, and never has been heard of since,— his dog came home without him; but whether he shot himself, or was carried away by the Indians, nobody can tell. I was then but a little girl.
Página 178 - ... dreading the tyranny of Dame Van Winkle. Whenever her name was mentioned, however, he shook his head, shrugged his shoulders, and cast up his eyes ; which might pass either for an expression of resignation to his fate or joy at his deliverance. He used to tell his story to every stranger that arrived at Mr. Doolittle's hotel.
Página 173 - ... wild, lonely, and shagged, the bottom filled with fragments from the impending 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...
Página 177 - 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?
Página 175 - ... countenances, that his heart turned within him, and his knees smote together. His companion now emptied the contents of the keg into large flagons, and made signs to him to wait upon the company. He obeyed with fear and trembling; they quaffed the liquor in profound silence, and then returned to their game.
Página 172 - ... swelling up to a noble height, and lording it over the surrounding country. Every change of season, every change of weather, indeed every hour of the day, produces some change in the magical hues and shapes of these mountains, and they are regarded by all the good wives, far and near, as perfect barometers.