The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. [pseud.], Volume 1Carey, Lea & Blanchard, 1836 |
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... face glanced out at the window , and vanished — a light footstep was heard and Mary came tripping forth to meet us . She was in a pretty rural dress of white ; a few wild flowers were twisted in her fine hair ; a fresh bloom was on her ...
... face glanced out at the window , and vanished — a light footstep was heard and Mary came tripping forth to meet us . She was in a pretty rural dress of white ; a few wild flowers were twisted in her fine hair ; a fresh bloom was on her ...
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... face , " Oh , we shall be so happy ! " Poor Leslie was overcome . - He caught her to his bosom - he folded his arms round her - he kissed her again and again - he could not speak , but the tears gushed into his eyes ; and he has often ...
... face , " Oh , we shall be so happy ! " Poor Leslie was overcome . - He caught her to his bosom - he folded his arms round her - he kissed her again and again - he could not speak , but the tears gushed into his eyes ; and he has often ...
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... face , and if dogs can feel pity , I verily believe he reci- procated the sentiment with all his heart . In a long ramble of the kind , on a fine autumnal day , Rip had unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of the ...
... face , and if dogs can feel pity , I verily believe he reci- procated the sentiment with all his heart . In a long ramble of the kind , on a fine autumnal day , Rip had unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of the ...
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... 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 54 RIP VAN WINKLE .
... 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 54 RIP VAN WINKLE .
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... faces , the most mys- terious silence , and were , withal , the most melancholy party of pleasure he had ever witnessed . Nothing interrupted the stillness of the scene but the noise of the balls , which , whenever they were rolled ...
... faces , the most mys- terious silence , and were , withal , the most melancholy party of pleasure he had ever witnessed . Nothing interrupted the stillness of the scene but the noise of the balls , which , whenever they were rolled ...
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Page 56 - On waking, he found himself on the green knoll whence he had first seen the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes. It was a bright, sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was wheeling aloft and breasting the pure mountain breeze. "Surely," thought Rip. "I have not slept here all night.
Page 53 - He was a short, square-built old fellow, with thick bushy hair, and a grizzled beard. His dress was of the antique Dutch fashion: a cloth jerkin...
Page 45 - WHOEVER has made a voyage up the Hudson must remember the Kaatskill mountains. They are a dismembered branch of the great Appalachian family, and are seen away to the west of the river, swelling up to a noble height, and lording it over the surrounding country.
Page 69 - 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...
Page 51 - ... of his wife, was to take gun in hand and stroll away into the woods. Here he would sometimes seat himself at the foot of a tree, and share the contents of his wallet with Wolf, with whom he sympathized as a fellow-sufferer in persecution. "Poor Wolf...
Page 59 - It was with some difficulty that he found 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.
Page 62 - 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 churchyard that used to tell all about him, but that's rotten and gone too.
Page 63 - Rip looked, and beheld a precise counterpart of himself as he went up the mountain ; apparently as lazy, and certainly as ragged. The poor fellow was now completely confounded.
Page 59 - 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.
Page 225 - They linger about these as about the tombs of friends and companions ; for indeed there is something of companionship between the author and the reader. Other men are known to posterity only through the medium of history, which is continually growing faint and obscure : but the intercourse between the author and his fellowmen is ever new, active, and immediate.