Rip Van Winkle: Legend of Sleepy Hollow; The Devil and Tom Walker.--The Voyage.--Westminster Abbey.--Stratford-on-Avon.--The Stout GentlemanDoubleday & McClure Company, 1899 - 199 σελίδες |
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... feet that might have served for shovels , and his whole frame most loosely hung together . His head was small , and flat at top , with huge ears , large , green glassy eyes , and a long snipe nose , so that it looked like a weathercock ...
... feet that might have served for shovels , and his whole frame most loosely hung together . His head was small , and flat at top , with huge ears , large , green glassy eyes , and a long snipe nose , so that it looked like a weathercock ...
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... curdling awe at the sound of his own steps on the frosty crust beneath his feet ; and dread to look over his shoulder , lest he should behold some un- couth being tramping close behind him ! — and how 49 The Legend of Sleepy Hollow.
... curdling awe at the sound of his own steps on the frosty crust beneath his feet ; and dread to look over his shoulder , lest he should behold some un- couth being tramping close behind him ! — and how 49 The Legend of Sleepy Hollow.
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... up the earth with his feet , and then generously calling his ever - hungry family of wives and children to enjoy the rich morsel which he had discovered . The pedagogue's mouth watered , as he looked upon this 52 Washington Irving.
... up the earth with his feet , and then generously calling his ever - hungry family of wives and children to enjoy the rich morsel which he had discovered . The pedagogue's mouth watered , as he looked upon this 52 Washington Irving.
Σελίδα 84
... feet , soberly cropping the grass at his master's gate . Ichabod did not make his ap- pearance at breakfast ; dinner hour came , but no Ichabod . The boys assembled at the schoolhouse , and strolled idly about the banks of the brook ...
... feet , soberly cropping the grass at his master's gate . Ichabod did not make his ap- pearance at breakfast ; dinner hour came , but no Ichabod . The boys assembled at the schoolhouse , and strolled idly about the banks of the brook ...
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... feet high , which made it dark at noonday , and a re- treat for all the owls of the neighborhood . It was full of pits and quagmires , partly covered with weeds and mosses , where the green surface often betrayed the traveller into a ...
... feet high , which made it dark at noonday , and a re- treat for all the owls of the neighborhood . It was full of pits and quagmires , partly covered with weeds and mosses , where the green surface often betrayed the traveller into a ...
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Σελίδα 20 - He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn ; but it, too, was gone. A large, rickety wooden building stood in its place, with great gaping windows, some of them broken, and mended with old hats and petticoats ; and over the 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 red nightcap ; and from...
Σελίδα 15 - ... 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.
Σελίδα 27 - ... afternoon, the sound of their balls, like distant peals of thunder. To make a long story short, the company broke up and returned to the more important concerns of the election. Rip's daughter took him home to live with her; she had a snug, well-furnished house, and a stout, cheery farmer for a husband, whom Rip recollected for one of the urchins that used to climb upon his back.
Σελίδα 8 - Rip's sole domestic adherent was his dog Wolf, who was as much henpecked as his master ; for Dame Van Winkle regarded them as companions in idleness, and even looked upon Wolf with an evil eye, as the cause of his master's going so often astray.
Σελίδα 28 - It was some time before he could get into the regular track of gossip, or could be made to comprehend the strange events that had taken place during his torpor. How that there had been a revolutionary war, that the country had thrown off the yoke of old England, and that, instead of being a subject of his Majesty George the Third, he was now a free citizen of the United States.
Σελίδα 24 - Rip Van Winkle yonder, leaning against the tree." 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. "God knows," exclaimed he, at his wit's end; "I'm not myself.
Σελίδα 26 - He recollected Rip at once, and corroborated his story in the most satisfactory manner. He assured the company that it was a fact, handed down from his ancestor the historian, that the Kaatskill mountains had always been haunted by strange beings.
Σελίδα 5 - It could not be from the want of assiduity or perseverance ; for he would sit on a wet rock, with a rod as long and heavy as a Tartar's lance, and fish all day without a murmur, even though he should not be encouraged by a single nibble.
Σελίδα 47 - ... face, it was dearly purchased by the terrors of his subsequent walk homewards. What fearful shapes and shadows beset his path amidst the dim and ghastly glare of a snowy night! With what wistful look did he eye every trembling ray of light streaming across the waste fields from some distant window!
Σελίδα 21 - Vedder, with his broad face, double chin, and fair long pipe, uttering clouds of tobacco smoke instead of idle speeches ; or Van Bummel, the schoolmaster, doling forth the contents of an ancient newspaper. In place of these, a lean, bilious-looking fellow, with his pockets full of handbills, was haranguing vehemently about rights of citizens — elections — members of Congress — liberty — Bunker's Hill — heroes of seventysix — and other words, which were a perfect Babylonish jargon to the...