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... heart of a monster . " Indeed , he is repeatedly alluded to as having broken the hearts of both the women , whose histories were so much and so singularly in- volved in his own . 66 His merits as a writer come last to be spoken of , and ...
... heart of a monster . " Indeed , he is repeatedly alluded to as having broken the hearts of both the women , whose histories were so much and so singularly in- volved in his own . 66 His merits as a writer come last to be spoken of , and ...
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... heart was free from all treasonable thoughts , so I did little imagine myself to be perpetually in the company of traitors . But the fashion of this world passeth away . " We have now , we think , exhausted most of the charges against ...
... heart was free from all treasonable thoughts , so I did little imagine myself to be perpetually in the company of traitors . But the fashion of this world passeth away . " We have now , we think , exhausted most of the charges against ...
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... heart . If she has committed an error , it is in am- plifying too much , and insensibly repeating several times over her proofs of her father's excellencies . She could not enlarge too much upon the eminently useful topic of his ...
... heart . If she has committed an error , it is in am- plifying too much , and insensibly repeating several times over her proofs of her father's excellencies . She could not enlarge too much upon the eminently useful topic of his ...
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... heart , which the faction to which he belonged found often very trou- blesome , was never greeted by the cheers of parliament more cordially , than when he said that " the victory of Talavera was worth a whole archipelago of sugar ...
... heart , which the faction to which he belonged found often very trou- blesome , was never greeted by the cheers of parliament more cordially , than when he said that " the victory of Talavera was worth a whole archipelago of sugar ...
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... has loved the heaven of home ! Home ! comprehensive word ! whose letters span All that can interest the heart of man ; All varying outline , that each mortal's will , With 1820 . 117 Sketches from St. George's Fields .
... has loved the heaven of home ! Home ! comprehensive word ! whose letters span All that can interest the heart of man ; All varying outline , that each mortal's will , With 1820 . 117 Sketches from St. George's Fields .
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Página 284 - ... of buttons down the sides, and bunches at the knees. He bore on his shoulder a stout keg, that seemed full of liquor, and made signs for Rip to approach and assist him with the load.
Página 285 - what excuse shall I make to Dame Van Winkle!" He looked round for his gun, but in place of the clean well-oiled fowling-piece, he found an old firelock lying by him, the barrel encrusted with rust, the lock falling off, and the stock worm-eaten.
Página 292 - As he approached the stream his heart began to thump; he summoned up, however, all his resolution, gave his horse half a score of kicks in the ribs, and attempted to dash briskly across the bridge; but instead of starting forward, the perverse old animal made a lateral movement and ran broadside against the fence. Ichabod, whose fears increased with the delay, jerked the reins on the other side, and kicked lustily with the contrary foot; it was all in vain; his steed started, it is true, but it was...
Página 291 - ... he carried his whip perpendicularly in his hand, like a sceptre, and, as his horse jogged on, the motion of his arms was not unlike the flapping of a pair of wings. A small wool hat rested on the top of his nose, for so his scanty strip of forehead might be called ; and the skirts of his black coat fluttered out almost to the horse's tail.
Página 294 - If I can but reach that bridge," thought Ichabod, "I am safe." Just then he heard the black steed panting and blowing close behind him; he even fancied that he felt his hot breath. Another convulsive kick in the ribs, and old Gunpowder...
Página 287 - The cognomen of Crane was not inapplicable to his person. He was tall, but exceedingly lank, with narrow shoulders, long arms and legs, hands that dangled a mile out of his sleeves, feet that might have served for shovels, and his whole frame most loosely hung together.
Página 288 - ... voices, conning over their lessons, might be heard in a drowsy summer's day, like the hum of a bee-hive ; interrupted now and then by the authoritative voice of the master, in the tone of menace or command ; or, peradventure, by the appalling sound of the birch, as he urged some tardy loiterer along the flowery path of knowledge. Truth to say, he was a conscientious man, that ever bore in mind the golden maxim, " Spare the rod and spoil the child.
Página 303 - Go to the Ant, thou Sluggard, consider her ways, and be wise: which having no guide, overseer, or ruler, provideth her meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest.
Página 294 - An opening in the trees now cheered him with the hopes that the church bridge was at hand. The wavering reflection of a silver star in the bosom of the brook told him that he was not mistaken. He saw the walls of the church dimly glaring under the trees beyond. He recollected the place where Brom Bones's ghostly competitor had disappeared. "If I can but reach that bridge,
Página 292 - As Ichabod approached this fearful tree, he began to whistle: he thought his whistle was answered; it was but a blast sweeping sharply through the dry branches. As he approached a little nearer, he thought he saw something white, hanging in the midst of the tree; he paused and ceased whistling; but on looking more narrowly, perceived that it was a place where the tree had been scathed by lightning, and the white wood laid bare.