The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent, Bind 2G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1894 |
Fra bogen
Resultater 1-5 af 29
Side
... TRINITY PARISH CHURCH , STRATFORD- ON - AVON 146 From a photograph 66 TO HAUNT THE SIDES OF PASTORAL STREAMS , WITH ANGLE RODS IN HAND " • 232 Drawn by Julian Rix VOL . II . " ICHABOD CRANE'S SCHOLARS CERTAINLY 66 WERE NOT SPOILED 99.
... TRINITY PARISH CHURCH , STRATFORD- ON - AVON 146 From a photograph 66 TO HAUNT THE SIDES OF PASTORAL STREAMS , WITH ANGLE RODS IN HAND " • 232 Drawn by Julian Rix VOL . II . " ICHABOD CRANE'S SCHOLARS CERTAINLY 66 WERE NOT SPOILED 99.
Side
... ICHABOD WOULD CARRY ON HIS SUIT UNDER THE GREAT ELM " From a drawing by F. O. C. Darley 260 • 272 46 ICHABOD PRIDED HIMSELF AS MUCH UPON HIS DANCING AS UPON HIS VOCAL POWERS From a drawing by F. O. C. Darley 99 284 " THE HAIR OF THE ...
... ICHABOD WOULD CARRY ON HIS SUIT UNDER THE GREAT ELM " From a drawing by F. O. C. Darley 260 • 272 46 ICHABOD PRIDED HIMSELF AS MUCH UPON HIS DANCING AS UPON HIS VOCAL POWERS From a drawing by F. O. C. Darley 99 284 " THE HAIR OF THE ...
Side 253
... Ichabod Crane ; who sojourned , or , as he expressed it , " tarried , " in Sleepy . Hollow , for the purpose of instructing the children of the vicinity . He was a native of Connecticut , a State which supplies the Union with pioneers ...
... Ichabod Crane ; who sojourned , or , as he expressed it , " tarried , " in Sleepy . Hollow , for the purpose of instructing the children of the vicinity . He was a native of Connecticut , a State which supplies the Union with pioneers ...
Side 254
... Ichabod Crane's scholars certainly were not spoiled . I would not have it imagined , however , that " Ichabod Crane's Scholars Certainly were not Spoiled . " 254 The Sketcb = Book.
... Ichabod Crane's scholars certainly were not spoiled . I would not have it imagined , however , that " Ichabod Crane's Scholars Certainly were not Spoiled . " 254 The Sketcb = Book.
Side 254
Washington Irving. Ichabod Crane's Scholars Certainly were not Spoiled . " From a drawing by F. O. C. Darley . This betool - hobed wine building of ve barge font.
Washington Irving. Ichabod Crane's Scholars Certainly were not Spoiled . " From a drawing by F. O. C. Darley . This betool - hobed wine building of ve barge font.
Andre udgaver - Se alle
Almindelige termer og sætninger
Allan Barraud ancient antiquated Arthur Rackham Avon Baltus Van Tassel beautiful bosom Bracebridge Brom Bones brook Canonchet chaise Christmas church companion dance dark delight dish door drawing by F. O. C. Drawn by Allan Edward the Confessor F. O. C. Darley face fairies Falstaff family mansion fancied favorite fearful feelings fire Frank Bracebridge gathered girl goblin hall hands haunted head heard heart holiday horse humor hung Ichabod Ichabod Crane Indian John John Bull kind lady Lambs Little Britain look Lord Lucy Master Simon merry mind nature neighborhood neighboring ness night old English old gentleman parson passed Philip Pokanoket pride PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR quiet round rustic savage scene school-house seemed servants Shakspeare side Sleepy Hollow sometimes song sound spirit Squire steed story Stratford stream tion tomb trees tribes turn village warrior whole window worthy YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY young
Populære passager
Side 198 - This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward : nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place.
Side 251 - ... in dishes, like snug married couples, with a decent competency of onion sauce. In the porkers he saw 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...
Side 16 - Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee. The shooting stars attend thee, And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.
Side 118 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he gets — Come hither, come hither, come hither!
Side 241 - Witchcraft, in which, by the way, he most firmly and potently believed. He was, in fact, an odd mixture of small shrewdness and simple credulity. His appetite for the marvellous, and his powers of digesting it, were equally extraordinary ; and both had been increased by his residence in this spell-bound region. No tale was too gross or monstrous for his capacious swallow. It was often his delight, after his school was dismissed in the afternoon, to stretch himself on the rich bed of clover, bordering...
Side 110 - Yet an asse in his state , We allow by his ears but with asses to mate. If Lucy is lowsie , as some volke miscalle it , Then sing lowsie Lucy whatever befall it.
Side 249 - Old Baltus Van Tassel was a perfect picture of a thriving, contented, liberal-hearted farmer. He seldom, it is true, sent either his eyes or his thoughts beyond the boundaries of his own farm ; but within those every thing was snug, happy, and well-conditioned.
Side 272 - ... in his ear. No signs of life occurred near him, but occasionally the melancholy chirp of a cricket, or perhaps the gutteral twang of a bullfrog from a neighboring marsh, as if sleeping uncomfortably, and turning suddenly in his bed. All the stories of ghosts and goblins that he had heard in the afternoon, now came crowding upon his recollection.
Side 260 - ... held their meetings there. But, what was still more annoying, Brom took all opportunities of turning him into ridicule in presence of his mistress, and had a scoundrel dog whom he taught to whine in the most ludicrous manner, and introduced as a rival of Ichabod's to instruct her in psalmody.
Side 260 - In the fulness of their revelry they fluttered, chirping and frolicking, from bush to bush, and tree to tree, capricious from the very profusion and variety around them. There was the honest cock-robin, the favorite game of stripling sportsmen, with its loud querulous note; and the twittering blackbirds flying in sable clouds; and the goldenwinged woodpecker, with his crimson crest, his broad black gorget, and splendid plumage; and the...