The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. [pseud.], Volumen1Carey, Lea & Blanchard, 1836 |
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... happy shores . There was a delicious sensation of mingled secu- rity and awe with which I looked down , from my giddy height , on the monsters of the deep at their uncouth gambols : shoals of porpoises tumbling about the bow of the ship ...
... happy shores . There was a delicious sensation of mingled secu- rity and awe with which I looked down , from my giddy height , on the monsters of the deep at their uncouth gambols : shoals of porpoises tumbling about the bow of the ship ...
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... happy heart which now beats lightly in that bosom , will be weighed down , like mine , by the cares and miseries of the world . At length he came to me one day , and related his whole situation in a tone of the deepest despair . When I ...
... happy heart which now beats lightly in that bosom , will be weighed down , like mine , by the cares and miseries of the world . At length he came to me one day , and related his whole situation in a tone of the deepest despair . When I ...
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... happy with Mary- " " I could be happy with her , " cried he convulsively , " in a hovel ! -I could go down with her into poverty and the dust ! -I could - I could - God bless her ! -God bless her ! " cried he , bursting into a transport ...
... happy with Mary- " " I could be happy with her , " cried he convulsively , " in a hovel ! -I could go down with her into poverty and the dust ! -I could - I could - God bless her ! -God bless her ! " cried he , bursting into a transport ...
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... 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 assured me , that though the ...
... 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 assured me , that though the ...
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Washington Irving. Rip Van Winkle , however , was one of those happy mortals , of foolish , well - oiled dispositions , who take the world easy , eat white bread or brown , whichever can be got with least thought or trouble , and would ...
Washington Irving. Rip Van Winkle , however , was one of those happy mortals , of foolish , well - oiled dispositions , who take the world easy , eat white bread or brown , whichever can be got with least thought or trouble , and would ...
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Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.