The Promise of Country Life: Descriptions, Narrations Without Plot, Short StoriesJames Cloyd Bowman D.C. Heath & Company, 1916 - 303 страници |
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... seemed a living scarecrow . The Dominating Emotion The melancholy crane lived in the solitary marsh with a withering chill in his heart . A ruthless hunter had shot his mate , and thus nevermore was there peace in his melancholy breast ...
... seemed a living scarecrow . The Dominating Emotion The melancholy crane lived in the solitary marsh with a withering chill in his heart . A ruthless hunter had shot his mate , and thus nevermore was there peace in his melancholy breast ...
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... seemed more sacred , and where all nature lay wrapped in shadowy garments of absolute repose . Hardly the white water - lilies , snowy hearts in green setting , with golden- petalled centers , stirred under the wanton kisses of the bold ...
... seemed more sacred , and where all nature lay wrapped in shadowy garments of absolute repose . Hardly the white water - lilies , snowy hearts in green setting , with golden- petalled centers , stirred under the wanton kisses of the bold ...
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... seemed we was never dry all the time , and the corn , too , ye see , it was spiled with the wet , so's it wouldn't bake . People worked harder , too ; I've been leasing1 with my mother afore I was turned seven , so early in the morn ...
... seemed we was never dry all the time , and the corn , too , ye see , it was spiled with the wet , so's it wouldn't bake . People worked harder , too ; I've been leasing1 with my mother afore I was turned seven , so early in the morn ...
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... seemed to swing into an orbit of experience foreign to our own . These bright - eyed woods people were in the last analysis as inscrutable to us as the squirrels . We followed our swirling , airy guides down through a trail to another ...
... seemed to swing into an orbit of experience foreign to our own . These bright - eyed woods people were in the last analysis as inscrutable to us as the squirrels . We followed our swirling , airy guides down through a trail to another ...
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... seemed to us to deserve a wreath and a marble seat with strange inscriptions and the graceful half- draperies of another time and a group of old Greeks like himself with whom to exchange slow sentences on the body politic . Indeed , the ...
... seemed to us to deserve a wreath and a marble seat with strange inscriptions and the graceful half- draperies of another time and a group of old Greeks like himself with whom to exchange slow sentences on the body politic . Indeed , the ...
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ain't asked Baltus Van Tassel barn Bashkirs beautiful began birds C. E. Brock called CORRA HARRIS dark dessyatins door dream eyes face farm farmer feel feet fields girl Goderville Grant grass gray green Hamlin Garland hand head heard heart hemp hills Holbrooke Hope horse Howard Ichabod Ichabod Crane land laughed leaves light live looked Lyddy Marjory Master Hauchecorne melancholy crane mind Morgan County morning mother neighbors never night Pakhom passed pause Pawnees peasant Pine Pinkham red squirrel road round seemed side silence sleep Sleepy Hollow smile sooty terns sound spring squirrel stood story suddenly talk tarantass tell things Thord thought took trees turned valley versts voice wagons Walden Pond walked wife wild wind woman women woods young
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Страница 296 - ... looking more narrowly, perceived that it was a place where the tree had been scathed by lightning, and the white wood laid bare. Suddenly he heard a groan. His teeth chattered, and his knees smote against the saddle. It was but the rubbing of one huge bough upon another, as they were swayed about by the breeze. He passed the tree in safety, but new perils lay before him.
Страница 279 - Hard by the farmhouse was a vast barn, that might have served for a church, every window and crevice of which seemed bursting forth with the treasures of the farm...
Страница 278 - ... a coquette, as might be perceived even in her dress, which was a mixture of ancient and modern fashions, as most suited to set off her .charms. She wore the ornaments of pure yellow gold which her great-greatgrandmother had brought over from Saardam, the tempting stomacher of the olden time, and withal a provokingly short petticoat to display the prettiest foot and ankle in the country round.
Страница 52 - In the midst of a gentle rain while these thoughts prevailed, I was suddenly sensible of such sweet and beneficent society in Nature, in the very pattering of the drops, and in every sound and sight around my house, an infinite and unaccountable friendliness all at once like an atmosphere sustaining me, as made the fancied advantages of human neighborhood insignificant, and I have never thought of them since.
Страница 295 - Hudson ; but it was so vague and faint as only to give an idea of his distance from this faithful companion of man. Now and then, too, the long-drawn crowing of a cock, accidentally awakened, would sound far, far off, from some farm-house away among the hills — but it was like a dreaming sound in his ear. No...
Страница 297 - Gunpowder, who dashed forwards, snuffling and snorting, but came to a stand just by the bridge, with a suddenness that had nearly sent his rider sprawling over his head. Just at this moment a plashy tramp by the side of the bridge caught the sensitive ear of Ichabod. In the dark shadow of the grove, en the margin of the brook, he beheld something huge, misshapen, black and towering.
Страница 142 - haunted Woodhouselee;" and as daybreak came sweeping up the bleak Lammermuirs, and fell on his own door, the company would stop, and James would take the key, and lift Ailie up again, laying her on her owri bed, and, having put Jess up, would return with Rab and shut the door.
Страница 279 - ... the air. A stately squadron of snowy geese were riding in an adjoining pond, convoying whole fleets of ducks ; regiments of turkeys were gobbling through the farmyard, and guinea fowls fretting about it like ill-tempered housewives, with their peevish, discontented cry. Before the barn door strutted the gallant cock, that pattern of a husband, a warrior, and a fine gentleman ; clapping his burnished wings and crowing in the pride and gladness of his heart...
Страница 274 - From hence the low murmur of his pupils* voices, conning over their lessons, might be heard of a drowsy summer's day, like the hum of a beehive; 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.
Страница 70 - Night is a dead monotonous period under a roof ; but in the open world it passes lightly, with its stars and dews and perfumes, and the hours are marked by changes in the face of Nature.