The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gentn. [pseud.]D. McKay, 1892 - 406 sider |
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Side 22
... continual reverie ; but it is time to get to shore . It was a fine sunny morning when the thrilling cry of " Land ! " was given from the mast - head . None but those who have experienced it can form an idea of the delicious throng of ...
... continual reverie ; but it is time to get to shore . It was a fine sunny morning when the thrilling cry of " Land ! " was given from the mast - head . None but those who have experienced it can form an idea of the delicious throng of ...
Side 44
... continually falling to pieces ; his cow would either go astray or get among the cabbages ; weeds were sure to grow quicker in his fields than anywhere else ; the rain always made a point of setting in just as he had some out - door work ...
... continually falling to pieces ; his cow would either go astray or get among the cabbages ; weeds were sure to grow quicker in his fields than anywhere else ; the rain always made a point of setting in just as he had some out - door work ...
Side 45
... continually dinning in his ears about his idleness , his carelessness , and the ruin he was bringing on his family . Morning , noon , and night her tongue was incessantly going , and everything he said or did was sure to produce a ...
... continually dinning in his ears about his idleness , his carelessness , and the ruin he was bringing on his family . Morning , noon , and night her tongue was incessantly going , and everything he said or did was sure to produce a ...
Side 77
... continually winding and the view is shut in by groves and hedges , the eye is delighted by a con- tinual succession of small landscapes of captivating love- liness . The great charm , however , of English scenery is RURAL LIFE IN ...
... continually winding and the view is shut in by groves and hedges , the eye is delighted by a con- tinual succession of small landscapes of captivating love- liness . The great charm , however , of English scenery is RURAL LIFE IN ...
Side 86
... continually finding out some very simple cause for some great matter of marvel . Thus have I chanced , in my peregrinations about this great metropolis , to blunder upon a scene which unfolded to me some of the mysteries of the book ...
... continually finding out some very simple cause for some great matter of marvel . Thus have I chanced , in my peregrinations about this great metropolis , to blunder upon a scene which unfolded to me some of the mysteries of the book ...
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abbey ancient antiquated baron beautiful Boar's Head bosom Bracebridge bustle Canonchet castle character charm Christmas church churchyard cottage countenance Dame dance dark deep delight distant door earth Eastcheap Edward the Confessor England English Falstaff fancy favorite feelings flowers gathered goblin grave green hall hand haunted heard heart horses hung Ichabod Ichabod Crane Indian John Bull kind lady Little Britain living look mansion Master Simon melancholy merry mind mingled monuments morning Nature neighborhood neighboring never night noble observed old English old gentleman once passed Philip poet poor pride quiet Rip Van Winkle round rural scene seated seemed Sleepy Hollow sometimes song sorrow soul sound spectre spirit squire story sweet tender thought tion tomb tower trees turn village wandering Wassail Wat Tyler Westminster Abbey whole wild William Walworth window Winkle worthy young
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Side 51 - He determined to revisit the scene of the last evening's gambol, and if he met with any of the party, to demand his dog and gun. As he rose to walk, he found himself stiff in the joints, and wanting in his usual activity. " These mountain beds do not agree with me...
Side 348 - 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 55 - Rip's heart died away at hearing of these sad changes in his home and friends, and finding himself thus alone in the world. Every answer puzzled him too, by treating of such enormous lapses of time, and of matters which he could not understand: war — congress — Stony Point — he had no courage to ask after any more friends, but cried out in despair, "Does nobody here know Rip Van Winkle?" "Oh, Rip Van Winkle!" exclaimed two or three. "Oh, to be sure! that's Rip Van Winkle yonder, leaning against...
Side 53 - He entered the house, which, to tell the truth, Dnme Van Winkle had always kept in neat order. It was empty, forlorn, and apparently abandoned. This desolateness overcame all his connubial fears — he called loudly for his wife and children — the lonely chambers rang for a moment with his voice, and then all again was silence. He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn, but it too was gone. A large rickety wooden...
Side 62 - 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...
Side 42 - At the foot of these fairy mountains, the voyager may have descried the light smoke curling up from a village, whose shingleroofs gleam among the trees, just where the blue tints of the upland melt away into the fresh green of the nearer landscape. It is a little village, of great antiquity, having been founded by some of the Dutch colonists, in the early times of the province...
Side 49 - Their visages, too, were peculiar; one had a large beard, broad face, and small piggish eyes; the face of another seemed to consist entirely of nose, and was surmounted by a white sugar-loaf hat set off with a little red cock's tail. They all had beards, of various shapes and colors. There was one who seemed to be the commander.
Side 58 - 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. That it was affirmed that the great Hendrick Hudson, the first discoverer of the river and country, kept a kind of vigil there every twenty years, with his crew of the Halfmoon ; being permitted in this way to revisit the scenes of his enterprise, and...
Side 49 - As they ascended, Rip every now and then heard long rolling peals, like distant thunder, that seemed to issue out of a deep ravine, or rather cleft, between lofty rocks, toward which their rugged path conducted.
Side 47 - On the other side he looked down into a deep mountain glen, 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 «f encountering the terrors...