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... hearts of " all the spectators . " Is it probable , that a sentiment , so just and so general , should have awakened only at the moment of the exe- cution , or that the Commander in Chief , should alone have been an exception to it ? In ...
... hearts of " all the spectators . " Is it probable , that a sentiment , so just and so general , should have awakened only at the moment of the exe- cution , or that the Commander in Chief , should alone have been an exception to it ? In ...
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... heart of our country , the community were in some degree wit- nesses to the events , and their attendant circumstances . The result , no one in either country has now to learn . But in their eagerness VOL . II . 5 1 to palliate defeat ...
... heart of our country , the community were in some degree wit- nesses to the events , and their attendant circumstances . The result , no one in either country has now to learn . But in their eagerness VOL . II . 5 1 to palliate defeat ...
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... heart of all their power , The voice of triumph from that hour Rose faintly , mid the heathen host , - Sunk was their pride , and quelled their boast . Broken and scattering wide and far , Feebly they yet maintained the war . Spring ...
... heart of all their power , The voice of triumph from that hour Rose faintly , mid the heathen host , - Sunk was their pride , and quelled their boast . Broken and scattering wide and far , Feebly they yet maintained the war . Spring ...
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... heart ! ' These lines may be added , from a preceding part of the same dialogue : - " And I must go , " the chieftain cried , " To join the children of despair ; - The eagle may fly to his mountain side , And the panther from toils and ...
... heart ! ' These lines may be added , from a preceding part of the same dialogue : - " And I must go , " the chieftain cried , " To join the children of despair ; - The eagle may fly to his mountain side , And the panther from toils and ...
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... heart . But why recount their sorrows past , From the first martyr to the last ? Or pope's or bishop's bigot zeal , Alike their hate of Christian weal ; Or torture's pangs and faggot's flame , Or fines and exile , ' twas the same , Same ...
... heart . But why recount their sorrows past , From the first martyr to the last ? Or pope's or bishop's bigot zeal , Alike their hate of Christian weal ; Or torture's pangs and faggot's flame , Or fines and exile , ' twas the same , Same ...
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Página 175 - ... in the country round. Their dress, too, was of a different fashion from that to which he was accustomed. They all stared at him with equal marks of surprise, and whenever they cast their eyes upon him, invariably stroked their chins. The constant recurrence of this gesture induced Rip, involuntarily, to do the same, when, to his astonishment, he found his beard had grown a foot long!
Página 173 - For a long while he used to console himself, when driven from home, by frequenting a kind of perpetual club of the sages, philosophers, and other idle personages of the village which held its sessions on a bench before a small inn, designated by a rubicund portrait of His Majesty George the Third.
Página 173 - From an opening between the trees he could overlook all the lower country for many a mile of rich woodland. He saw at a distance the lordly Hudson, far, far below him, moving on its silent but majestic course, with the reflection of a purple cloud or the sail of a lagging bark here and there sleeping on its glassy bosom, and at last losing itself in the blue highlands.
Página 174 - Rip Van Winkle ! Rip Van Winkle!" At the same time, Wolf bristled up his back, and giving a low growl, skulked to his master's side, looking fearfully down into the glen. Rip now felt a vague apprehension stealing over him. He looked anxiously in the same direction and perceived a strange figure slowly toiling up the rocks, and bending under the weight of something he carried on his back. He was surprised to see any human being in this lonely and unfrequented place ; but supposing it to be some one...
Página 178 - Ah, poor man, Rip Van Winkle was his name, but it's twenty years since he went away from home with his gun, and never has been heard of since,— his dog came home without him; but whether he shot himself, or was carried away by the Indians, nobody can tell. I was then but a little girl.
Página 178 - ... dreading the tyranny of Dame Van Winkle. Whenever her name was mentioned, however, he shook his head, shrugged his shoulders, and cast up his eyes ; which might pass either for an expression of resignation to his fate or joy at his deliverance. He used to tell his story to every stranger that arrived at Mr. Doolittle's hotel.
Página 173 - ... 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 of encountering the terrors of Dame Van Winkle. As he was about to descend, he heard a...
Página 177 - The name of the child, the air of the mother, the tone of her voice, all awakened a train of recollections in his mind. "What is your name, my good woman?
Página 175 - ... countenances, that his heart turned within him, and his knees smote together. His companion now emptied the contents of the keg into large flagons, and made signs to him to wait upon the company. He obeyed with fear and trembling; they quaffed the liquor in profound silence, and then returned to their game.
Página 172 - ... swelling up to a noble height, and lording it over the surrounding country. Every change of season, every change of weather, indeed every hour of the day, produces some change in the magical hues and shapes of these mountains, and they are regarded by all the good wives, far and near, as perfect barometers.