Higher reading book for schools, colleges, and general use, ed. by C.M. YongeCharlotte Mary Yonge 1885 |
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... hope to their pity : so that , despite the disparity of their seeming strength , the cry of the multitude was nearly as loud for Lydon as for Tetraides . A band was carried by thongs of leather round the arm as high as the elbow , and ...
... hope to their pity : so that , despite the disparity of their seeming strength , the cry of the multitude was nearly as loud for Lydon as for Tetraides . A band was carried by thongs of leather round the arm as high as the elbow , and ...
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... hope that one well - directed thrust ( for he knew that he should have time but for one ) might penetrate through the eye to the brain of his grim foe . But , to the unutterable astonishment of all , the beast seemed not even aware of ...
... hope that one well - directed thrust ( for he knew that he should have time but for one ) might penetrate through the eye to the brain of his grim foe . But , to the unutterable astonishment of all , the beast seemed not even aware of ...
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... hope , but the dark sneer of hatred and defiance . Yet on the face still lingered the beautiful roundness of early youth . The hair curled thick and glossy over the unwrinkled brow ; and the down of manhood but slightly shaded the ...
... hope , but the dark sneer of hatred and defiance . Yet on the face still lingered the beautiful roundness of early youth . The hair curled thick and glossy over the unwrinkled brow ; and the down of manhood but slightly shaded the ...
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... hope of those who bore them . In the street that leads to the gate of Herculaneum , Clodius now bent his perplexed and doubtful way . " If I can gain the open country , " thought he , " doubtless there will be various vehicles beyond ...
... hope of those who bore them . In the street that leads to the gate of Herculaneum , Clodius now bent his perplexed and doubtful way . " If I can gain the open country , " thought he , " doubtless there will be various vehicles beyond ...
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... hope of reunion . Each hurried blindly and confusedly on . Nothing in all the various and complicated machinery of social life was left save the primal law of self - preservation ! Through this awful scene did the Athenian wade his way ...
... hope of reunion . Each hurried blindly and confusedly on . Nothing in all the various and complicated machinery of social life was left save the primal law of self - preservation ! Through this awful scene did the Athenian wade his way ...
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Alice answered appeared Arbaces arms Arthur Arthur Plantagenet Barnstable boat called cast castle cavern Chingachgook coach companions Cora Coucy countenance cried danger dark death deep Diomed door Duncan enemies escape Eumolpus exclaimed eyes face father fear fell felt fire followed gendarme Givet gladiator glance Glaucus hand Harz Hawk-eye head heard heart Heaven Heyward honour hope horses hour Huron Indian instant Kilmeny Lady light Lochleven looked Lord Ruthven Lydon madam Magua Mary Mary Stewart Mohican mountain never night once passed paused Peter Philipson Pompeii precipice prisoners Queen retiarius returned Rip Van Winkle river rock Roland Græme round rushed Ruthven Sallust savage scout seemed seen Seyton shout side silence Sir Robert Melville sister smile soon spirit stood sword thee thou thought traveller tree turned Uncas voice Waldeck wild Winkle woman wood words young youth
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Страница 337 - ... 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 voice...
Страница 333 - ... anywhere else; the rain always made a point of setting in just as he had some out-door work to do; so that though his patrimonial estate had dwindled away under his management, acre by acre, until there was little more left than a mere patch of Indian corn and potatoes, yet it was the worst conditioned farm in the neighborhood.
Страница 338 - ... 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. He paused for an instant, but supposing it to be the muttering of one of those transient thunder-showers which often take place in mountain heights, he proceeded.
Страница 346 - Half-moon; being permitted in this way to revisit the scenes of his enterprise, and keep a guardian eye upon the river, and the great city called by his name. That his father had once seen them in their old Dutch dresses playing at ninepins in a hollow of the mountain; and that he himself had heard, one summer afternoon, the sound of their balls, like distant peals of thunder.
Страница 337 - ... 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. Though rather shy and distrustful of this new acquaintance, Rip complied with his usual alacrity; and mutually relieving one another, they clambered up a narrow gully, apparently the dry bed of a mountain torrent.
Страница 345 - The bystanders began now to look at each other, nod, wink significantly, and tap their fingers against their foreheads. There was a whisper, also, about securing the gun, and keeping the old fellow from doing mischief, at the very suggestion of which the self-important man in the cocked hat retired with some precipitation.
Страница 334 - ... galligaskins, which he had much ado to hold up with one hand, as a fine lady does her train in bad weather. 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.
Страница 342 - ... 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 Rip called him by name, but the cur snarled, showed his teeth, and passed on. This was an unkind cut indeed.
Страница 338 - Their visages, too, were peculiar; one had a large head, broad 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 red cock's tail.
Страница 344 - 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.