The sketch book of Geoffrey Crayon, gent. With a new intr. by the author |
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... it , studded with clumps of trees , so disposed as to break a soft fertile country into a variety of landscapes . The Mersey was seen winding a broad quiet sheet of water through an expanse of green meadow - 2 ROSCOE . 25 25.
... it , studded with clumps of trees , so disposed as to break a soft fertile country into a variety of landscapes . The Mersey was seen winding a broad quiet sheet of water through an expanse of green meadow - 2 ROSCOE . 25 25.
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... quiet little Dutch inn of yore , there now was reared a tall naked pole , with some- thing on the top that looked like a red night - cap , and from it was fluttering a flag , on which was a singular assemblage of stars and stripes - all ...
... quiet little Dutch inn of yore , there now was reared a tall naked pole , with some- thing on the top that looked like a red night - cap , and from it was fluttering a flag , on which was a singular assemblage of stars and stripes - all ...
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... quiet man , a native of the place , and a loyal subject of the king , God bless him ! " Here a general shout burst from the by - standers- " A tory ! a tory ! a spy ! a refugee ! hustle him ! away with him ! " It was with great ...
... quiet man , a native of the place , and a loyal subject of the king , God bless him ! " Here a general shout burst from the by - standers- " A tory ! a tory ! a spy ! a refugee ! hustle him ! away with him ! " It was with great ...
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... quiet assiduity , like the magic touchings with which a painter finishes up a favorite picture . The residence of people of fortune and refinement in the country has diffused a degree of taste and elegance in rural economy , that ...
... quiet assiduity , like the magic touchings with which a painter finishes up a favorite picture . The residence of people of fortune and refinement in the country has diffused a degree of taste and elegance in rural economy , that ...
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... quiet . Every antique farm - house and moss - grown cottage is a picture and as the roads are continually winding , and the view is shut in by groves and hedges , the eye is delighted by a con- tinual succession of small landscapes of ...
... quiet . Every antique farm - house and moss - grown cottage is a picture and as the roads are continually winding , and the view is shut in by groves and hedges , the eye is delighted by a con- tinual succession of small landscapes of ...
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Страница 246 - The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart, see, they bark at me ! " cried Bracebridge, laughing. At the sound of his voice, the bark was changed into a yelp of delight, and in a moment he was surrounded and almost overpowered by the caresses of the faithful animals.
Страница 48 - 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.
Страница 52 - 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.
Страница 253 - Then let not the dark thee cumber; What though the moon does slumber, The stars of the night Will lend thee their light, Like tapers clear without number. Then, Julia, let me woo thee, Thus, thus to come unto me: And when I shall meet Thy silvery feet, ., . My soul I'll pour into thee.
Страница 54 - 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 church-yard that used to tell all about him, but that's rotten and gone too.
Страница 45 - thy mistress leads thee a dog's life of it ; but never mind, my lad, whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee!
Страница 46 - On nearer approach he was still more surprised at the singularity of the stranger's appearance. He was a short, square-built old fellow, with thick bushy hair, and a grizzled beard.
Страница 39 - 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.
Страница 47 - There was one who seemed to be the commander. He was a stout old gentleman, with a weather-beaten countenance...
Страница 56 - He recollected Rip at once, and corroborated his story in the most satisfactory manner. He assured the company that it was a fact, handed down from his ancestor the historian, that the Kaatskill Mountains had always been haunted by strange beings. That it was affirmed that the great Hendrick Hudson, the first discoverer of the river and country, kept a kind of vigil there every twenty years with his crew of the Half- moon...