The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. [pseud.] ...A. and W. Galignani, 1824 |
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... appearance for the most pastoral poet ; and yet it had a pleasing rural look . A wild vine had overrun one end with a profu- sion of foliage ; a few trees threw their bran- ches gracefully over it ; and I observed several pots of ...
... appearance for the most pastoral poet ; and yet it had a pleasing rural look . A wild vine had overrun one end with a profu- sion of foliage ; a few trees threw their bran- ches gracefully over it ; and I observed several pots of ...
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... appearance , but has since been completely established ; and it is now admitted into all historical collections , as a book of unquestionable authority . The old gentleman died shortly after the publication of his work , and now that he ...
... appearance , but has since been completely established ; and it is now admitted into all historical collections , as a book of unquestionable authority . The old gentleman died shortly after the publication of his work , and now that he ...
Side 86
... appearance of Rip , with his long griz- zled beard , his rusty fowling - piece , his un- couth dress , and the army of women and children that had gathered at his heels , soon attracted the attention of the tavern politi- cians . They ...
... appearance of Rip , with his long griz- zled beard , his rusty fowling - piece , his un- couth dress , and the army of women and children that had gathered at his heels , soon attracted the attention of the tavern politi- cians . They ...
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... appearances . Indeed , I have heard many stranger stories than this , in the villages along the Hudson ; all of which were too well authenticated to admit of a doubt . I have even talked with Rip Van Winkle myself , who , when last I ...
... appearances . Indeed , I have heard many stranger stories than this , in the villages along the Hudson ; all of which were too well authenticated to admit of a doubt . I have even talked with Rip Van Winkle myself , who , when last I ...
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... appearance of an author on good terms with his bookseller . After considering him attentively , I recognized in him a diligent getter up of miscellaneous works , which bus- tled off well with the trade . I was curious to see how he ...
... appearance of an author on good terms with his bookseller . After considering him attentively , I recognized in him a diligent getter up of miscellaneous works , which bus- tled off well with the trade . I was curious to see how he ...
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Side 88 - Nicholas Vedder?" There was a silence for a little while, when an old man replied, in a thin piping voice, "Nicholas Vedder! why, he is dead and gone these eighteen years! There was a wooden tombstone in the church-yard that used to tell all about him, but that's rotten and gone too.
Side 289 - 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.
Side 12 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Side 83 - 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, strange faces at the windows — everything was strange.
Side 80 - He now suspected that the grave roysters of the mountain had put a trick upon him, and, having dosed him with liquor, had robbed him of his gun. Wolf, too, had disappeared, but he might have strayed away after a squirrel or partridge. He whistled after him and shouted his name, but all in vain; the echoes repeated his whistle and shout, but no dog was to be seen.
Side 274 - 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 84 - ... the way to his own house, which he approached with silent awe, expecting every moment to hear the shrill voice of Dame Van Winkle. 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.
Side 87 - ... knowing, self-important old gentleman, in a sharp cocked hat, made his way through the crowd, putting them to the right and left with his elbows as he passed, and planting himself before Van Winkle, with one arm akimbo, the other resting on his cane, his keen eyes and sharp hat penetrating, as it were, into his very soul, demanded, in an austere tone, "what brought him to the election with a gun on his shoulder and a mob at his heels, and whether he meant to breed a riot in the village?
Side 78 - ... 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.
Side 316 - ... so that though a thief might get in with perfect ease, he would find some embarrassment in getting out : an idea most probably borrowed by the architect, Yost Van Houten, from the mystery of an eel-pot.