The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, Bind 2Carey, Lea & Blanchard, 1835 |
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... round an open florid countenance : in which a physiognomist , with the advantage , like my- self , of a previous hint or two , might discover a singular mixture of whim and benevolence . : The family meeting was warm and affectionate as ...
... round an open florid countenance : in which a physiognomist , with the advantage , like my- self , of a previous hint or two , might discover a singular mixture of whim and benevolence . : The family meeting was warm and affectionate as ...
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... round the house , playing under the windows . I drew aside the curtains to hear them more distinctly . The moon - beams fell through the upper part of the case- ment , partially lighting up the antiquated apartment . The sounds , as ...
... round the house , playing under the windows . I drew aside the curtains to hear them more distinctly . The moon - beams fell through the upper part of the case- ment , partially lighting up the antiquated apartment . The sounds , as ...
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... rounds of the house , and singing at every chamber - door ; but my sudden appea- rance frightened them into mute bashfulness . They re- mained for a moment playing on their lips with their fingers , and now and then stealing a shy ...
... rounds of the house , and singing at every chamber - door ; but my sudden appea- rance frightened them into mute bashfulness . They re- mained for a moment playing on their lips with their fingers , and now and then stealing a shy ...
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... round bald head , like the egg of an ostrich . There were two or thre pretty faces among the female singers , to which the keen air of a frosty morning had given a bright rosy tint ; but the gentlemen choristers had evidently been ...
... round bald head , like the egg of an ostrich . There were two or thre pretty faces among the female singers , to which the keen air of a frosty morning had given a bright rosy tint ; but the gentlemen choristers had evidently been ...
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... Round Heads , on the subject of Christ- mas festivity ; and concluded by urging his hearers , in the most solemn and affecting manner , to stand to the traditional customs of their fathers , and feast and make merry on this joyful ...
... Round Heads , on the subject of Christ- mas festivity ; and concluded by urging his hearers , in the most solemn and affecting manner , to stand to the traditional customs of their fathers , and feast and make merry on this joyful ...
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Side 83 - I appeal to any white man to say, if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat; if ever he came cold and naked, and he clothed him not. During the course of the last long and bloody war, Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate for peace. Such was my love for the whites, that my countrymen pointed as they passed, and said, 'Logan is the friend of white men.
Side 33 - Just in this nick the cook knock'd thrice, And all the waiters in a trice His summons did obey ; Each serving man, with dish in hand, March'd boldly up, like our...
Side 14 - Since ghost there is none to affright thee. Let not the dark thee cumber ; What though the moon does slumber? The stars of the night Will lend thee their light, Like tapers clear without number.
Side 68 - Good friend, for Jesus' sake forbear To dig the dust enclosed here ; Blessed be he that spares these stones, And curst be he that moves my bones.
Side 149 - The fire-flies, too, which sparkled most vividly in the darkest places, now and then startled him, as one of uncommon brightness would stream across his path; and if, by chance, a huge blockhead of a beetle came winging his blundering flight against him, the poor varlet was ready to give up the ghost, with the idea that he was struck with a witch's token. His only resource on such occasions, either to drown thought, or drive away evil spirits, was to sing...
Side 173 - Ripper now began to feel some uneasiness about the fate of poor Ichabod and his saddle. An inquiry was set on foot, and after diligent investigation they came upon his traces. In one part of the road leading to the church was found the saddle, trampled in the dirt ; the tracks of horses...
Side 163 - I want breath and time to discuss this banquet as it deserves, and am too eager to get on with my story. Happily, Ichabod Crane was not in so great a hurry as his historian, but did ample justice to every dainty.
Side 172 - ... to the left. This road leads through a sandy hollow, shaded by trees for about a quarter of a mile, where it crosses the bridge famous in goblin story, and just beyond swells the green knoll on which stands the whitewashed church.
Side 153 - ... 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; and even bright chanticleer himself lay sprawling on his back, in a sidedish, with uplifted claws, as if craving that quarter which his chivalrous spirit disdained to ask while living.
Side 166 - The tale was told of old Brouwer, a most heretical disbeliever in ghosts, how he met the Horseman returning from his foray into Sleepy Hollow, and was obliged to get up behind him ; how they galloped over bush and brake, over hill and swamp, until they reached the bridge ; when the Horseman suddenly turned into a skeleton, threw old Brouwer into the brook, and sprang away over the tree-tops with a clap of thunder.