The sketch book of Geoffrey Crayon, gent. Artist's ed |
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Σελίδα 8
... SIDE WM . HART 462 105. ICHABOD AND KATRINA 106. THE MESSENGER 107. THE TAPPAN ZEE 108. CHURCH AT SLEEPY HOLLOW [ from sketch by J. H. Hill ] HUNTINGTON 468 HOPPIN . 472 KENSETT 476 WM . HART 481 109. THE OLD BRIDGE T. A. RICHARDS 487 ...
... SIDE WM . HART 462 105. ICHABOD AND KATRINA 106. THE MESSENGER 107. THE TAPPAN ZEE 108. CHURCH AT SLEEPY HOLLOW [ from sketch by J. H. Hill ] HUNTINGTON 468 HOPPIN . 472 KENSETT 476 WM . HART 481 109. THE OLD BRIDGE T. A. RICHARDS 487 ...
Σελίδα 24
... wide sea voyage severs us at once . It makes us con- scious of being cast loose from the secure anchorage of settled life , and sent adrift upon a doubtful world . It interposes a gulf , not merely imaginary , but real , between us and ...
... wide sea voyage severs us at once . It makes us con- scious of being cast loose from the secure anchorage of settled life , and sent adrift upon a doubtful world . It interposes a gulf , not merely imaginary , but real , between us and ...
Σελίδα 26
... - weeds flaunted at its sides . But where , thought I , is the crew ? Their struggle has long been over - they have gone down amidst the roar of the tempest - their bones lie whitening among the caverns of the deep . 26 THE SKETCH BOOK .
... - weeds flaunted at its sides . But where , thought I , is the crew ? Their struggle has long been over - they have gone down amidst the roar of the tempest - their bones lie whitening among the caverns of the deep . 26 THE SKETCH BOOK .
Σελίδα 29
... sides of the ship , and roaring in my very ear , it seemed as if Death were raging round this floating prison , seeking for his prey : the mere starting of a nail , the yawning of a scam , might give him entrance . A fine day , however ...
... sides of the ship , and roaring in my very ear , it seemed as if Death were raging round this floating prison , seeking for his prey : the mere starting of a nail , the yawning of a scam , might give him entrance . A fine day , however ...
Σελίδα 35
... side , for the refreshment of the pilgrim and the sojourn er , and has opened pure fountains , where the laboring man may turn aside from the dust and heat of the day , and drink of the living streams of knowledge . There is a " daily ...
... side , for the refreshment of the pilgrim and the sojourn er , and has opened pure fountains , where the laboring man may turn aside from the dust and heat of the day , and drink of the living streams of knowledge . There is a " daily ...
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abbey ancient antiquated baron beautiful Boar's Head bosom Bracebridge bustle Canonchet castle character charm Christmas church churchyard cottage countenance customs Dame deep delight distant door earth Eastcheap Edward the Confessor England English Falstaff fancy favorite feelings fire flowers Gothic architecture grave green hall hand heard heart hung Ichabod Ichabod Crane Indian John Bull kind lady Little Britain living look mansion Master Simon melancholy merry mind mingled monuments morning mountain Narragansets nature neighborhood neighboring never night noble observed Odenwald old English old gentleman once passed Philip poet poor pride quiet Rip Van Winkle round rural scene seated seemed Shakspeare Sleepy Hollow solemn sometimes song sorrow soul sound spectre spirit squire story sweet tender thing thought tion tomb trees turn village wandering Wassail Westminster Abbey whole wild William Walworth window worthy young
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Σελίδα 74 - 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 are they? Name them.
Σελίδα 62 - 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.
Σελίδα 83 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant Nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks; methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam...
Σελίδα 77 - ... an hereditary disposition to attend to anything else but his business. Rip now resumed his old walks and habits; he soon found many of his former cronies, though all rather the worse for the wear and tear of time, and preferred making friends among the rising generation, with whom he soon grew into great favor.
Σελίδα 72 - 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 it was fluttering a flag, on which was a singular assemblage of stars and stripes — all this was strange and incomprehensible. He...
Σελίδα 79 - ... insisted that Rip had been out of his head, and that this was one point on which he always remained flighty. The old Dutch inhabitants, however, almost universally gave it full credit. Even to this day they never hear a thunderstorm of a summer afternoon about the Kaatskill, but they say Hendrick Hudson and his crew are at their game of nine-pins; and it is a common wish of all hen-pecked husbands in the neighborhood, when life hangs heavy on their hands, that they might have a quieting draught...
Σελίδα 58 - 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.
Σελίδα 72 - He found the house gone to decay, the roof fallen in, the windows shattered, and the doors off the hinges. A half-starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it. Rip called him by name, but the cur snarled, showed his teeth, and passed on. This was an unkind cut indeed.
Σελίδα 113 - She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
Σελίδα 26 - At sea, everything that breaks the monotony of the surrounding expanse attracts attention. It proved to be the mast of a ship that must have been completely wrecked, for there were the remains of handkerchiefs by which some of the crew had fastened themselves to this spar to prevent their being washed off by the waves. There was no trace by which the name of the ship could be ascertained.