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The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent - Страница 72
по Washington Irving - 1822 - 393 страници
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The Edinburgh magazine, and literary miscellany, a new series of The ..., Том 5

1819 - 610 страници
...She had a chubby child in her anus, which, frightened at his looks, began to cry. " Hush, Rip," cried she, " hush, you little fool, the old man won't hurt...name, my good woman ?" asked he. " Judith Gardenier." . . .,.' . , ." £nd your father's name?'' f< 'Ah, poor man, his nqme was Rip &c Winkle; it's twenty...

The Literary and Scientific Repository, and Critical Review, Том 2

1821 - 502 страници
...had a chubby child in her arms, which, frightened at his looks, ' began to cry. " Hush, Rip," cried she, " hush, you little fool, ' the old man won't...mother, the tone of her voice, all awakened a train of recolVOL. II. 23 1 lections in his mind. " What is your name, my good woman ?" * asked he. — " Judith...

The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent, Том 1

Washington Irving - 1823 - 392 страници
...had a chubby child in her arms, which, frightened at his looks, began to cry. « Hush, Rip,» cried she, « hush, you little fool; the old man won't hurt...is your name, my good woman?» asked he. « Judith Gardenier.w n And your father's name?» « Ah, poor man, his name was Rip Van Winkle; it's twenty years...

The Literary magnet of the belles lettres, science, and the fine arts ..., Том 2

Tobias Merton (pseud) - 1824 - 476 страници
...She had a chubby child in her arms, which, frightened at his looks, began to cry. ' Hush, Rip,' cried she, ' hush, you little fool ; the old man won't hurt you.' The name of the child, the Sir of the mother, the tone of her voice, all awakeried a train of recollections in his mind. 'What...

Legends of Terror!: And Tales of the Wonderful and Wild ; Original and ...

1826 - 654 страници
...She had a chubby child in her arms, which, frightened at his looks, began to cry. " Hush, Rip," cried she, " hush, you little fool, the old man wont hurt...all awakened a train of recollections in his mind. — 4 What is your name, my good woman ?" asked he. " Judith Gardenier." " And your father's name ?"...

The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Том 84

1819 - 606 страници
...She had a chubby child in her arms, which, frightened at his looks, began to cry. " Hush, Rip," cried she, " hush, you little fool, the old man won't hurt...mother, the tone of her voice, all awakened a train of recollectigns in his mind. " What is your name, my good woman ?" asked he. " Judith Gardenier." " And...

The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. [pseud.] ...

Washington Irving - 1829 - 522 страници
...She had a chubby child in her arms, which, frightened at his looks, began to cry. " Hush, Rip," cried she, " hush, you little fool; the old man won't hurt...name ?" " Ah, poor man, his name was Rip Van Winkle ; it 's twenty years since he went away from home with his gun, and never has been heard of since —...

The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Том 1

Washington Irving - 1835 - 196 страници
...a chubby child in her arms , which, frightened at his looks , began to cry. « Hush, Rip, » cried she,« hush, you little fool; the old man won't hurt...awakened a train of recollections in his mind. « What it your name, my good woman? » asked he. » Judith Gardenier. » • And your father's name? ». '...

The Sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. [pseud.], Том 1

Washington Irving - 1836 - 250 страници
...had a chubby child in her 'arms, which, frightened at his looks, began to cry. " Hush, Rip," cried she, " hush, you little fool; the old man won't hurt...name ?" " Ah, poor man, his name was Rip Van Winkle ; it 's twenty years since he went away from home with his gun, and never has been heard of since —...

The sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, esq

Washington Irving - 1843 - 400 страници
...She had a chubby child in her arms, which, frightened at his looks, began to cry. "Hush, Rip," cried she, "hush, you little fool; the old man won't hurt...And your father's name ? " "Ah, poor man, his name wasRip Van Winkle; it's twenty years since he went away from home with his gun, und never has been...




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