The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. [pseud.] ...Carey, Lea & Carey, 1829 |
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... rich in the accumulated treas- ures of age . Her very ruins told the history of times gone by , and every mouldering stone was a chronicle . I longed to wander over the scenes of renowned achievement - to tread , as it were , in the ...
... rich in the accumulated treas- ures of age . Her very ruins told the history of times gone by , and every mouldering stone was a chronicle . I longed to wander over the scenes of renowned achievement - to tread , as it were , in the ...
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... rich and wealthy lading , Hallo ! my fancie , whither wilt thou go ? POEM . To an American visiting Europe , the long voyage he has to make is an excellent preparative . The temporary absence of worldly scenes and employ- ments produces ...
... rich and wealthy lading , Hallo ! my fancie , whither wilt thou go ? POEM . To an American visiting Europe , the long voyage he has to make is an excellent preparative . The temporary absence of worldly scenes and employ- ments produces ...
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... rich men do . I considered him far above the reach of my pity . Those who live only for the world , and in the world , may be cast down by the frowns of adversity ; but a man like Roscoe is not to be overcome by the re- verses of ...
... rich men do . I considered him far above the reach of my pity . Those who live only for the world , and in the world , may be cast down by the frowns of adversity ; but a man like Roscoe is not to be overcome by the re- verses of ...
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... rich - you never knew the boundless treasures of excellence you possessed in that woman . " " Oh ! but my friend , if this first meeting at the cottage were over , I think I could then be comfort- able . But this is her first day of ...
... rich - you never knew the boundless treasures of excellence you possessed in that woman . " " Oh ! but my friend , if this first meeting at the cottage were over , I think I could then be comfort- able . But this is her first day of ...
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... rich in that legendary lore , so invaluable to true history . Whenever , therefore , he happened upon a genuine Dutch family , snugly shut up in its low - roofed farm- house , under a spreading sycamore , he looked upon it as a little ...
... rich in that legendary lore , so invaluable to true history . Whenever , therefore , he happened upon a genuine Dutch family , snugly shut up in its low - roofed farm- house , under a spreading sycamore , he looked upon it as a little ...
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Page 49 - 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 rather starve on a penny than work for a pound. If left to himself, he would have whistled life away in perfect contentment ; but his wife kept continually dinning in his ears about his idleness, his carelessness, and the ruin he was bringing on his family.
Page 55 - What seemed particularly odd to Rip was, that though these folks were evidently amusing themselves, yet they maintained the gravest faces, the most mysterious 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, echoed along the mountains like rumbling peals of thunder.
Page 57 - ... came tumbling in a sheet of feathery foam, and fell into a broad deep basin, black from the shadows of the surrounding forest. Here, then, poor Rip was brought to a stand. He again called and whistled after his dog ; he was only answered by the cawing of a flock of idle crows, sporting high in air about a dry tree that overhung a sunny precipice ; and who, secure in their elevation, seemed to look down and scoff at the poor man's perplexities.
Page 50 - ... and all-besetting terrors of a woman's tongue ? The moment Wolf entered the house his crest fell, his tail drooped to the ground, or curled between his legs, he sneaked about with a gallows air, casting many a sidelong glance at Dame Van Winkle, and at the least flourish of a broomstick or ladle he would fly to the door with yelping precipitation.
Page 52 - ... 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 voice from a distance, hallooing, "Rip Van Winkle! Rip Van Winkle!
Page 62 - A tory! A tory! A spy! A refugee! Hustle him! Away with him!" It was with great difficulty that the self-important man in the cocked hat restored order; and, having assumed a tenfold austerity of brow, demanded again of the unknown culprit, what he came there for and whom he was seeking. The poor man humbly assured him that he meant no harm, but merely came there in search of some of his neighbors who used to keep about the tavern. "Well, who are they? Name them.
Page 54 - As they ascended, Rip, every now and then, heard long rolling peals, like distant thunder, that seemed to issue out of a deep ravine, or rather cleft between lofty rocks, toward which their rugged path conducted.
Page 13 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
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 2 - IDE, of the said District, hath deposited in this office, the title of a book, the right whereof he claims as proprietor, in the words following, to wit : " Inductive Grammar, designed for beginners. By an Instructer." In conformity to the act of the Congress of the United States...