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... - weeds flaunted at its sides . But where , thought I , is the crew ? Their struggle has long been over - they have gone down amidst the roar of the tempest - their bones lie whitening among the caverns of the deep . 26 THE SKETCH BOOK .
... - weeds flaunted at its sides . But where , thought I , is the crew ? Their struggle has long been over - they have gone down amidst the roar of the tempest - their bones lie whitening among the caverns of the deep . 26 THE SKETCH BOOK .
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... sides of the ship , and roaring in my very ear , it seemed as if Death were raging round this floating prison , seeking for his prey : the mere starting of a nail , the yawning of a seam , might give him entrance . A fine day , however ...
... sides of the ship , and roaring in my very ear , it seemed as if Death were raging round this floating prison , seeking for his prey : the mere starting of a nail , the yawning of a seam , might give him entrance . A fine day , however ...
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... side by side with the coarser plants of daily necessity ; and must depend for their culture , not on the exclusive devotion of time and wealth , nor the quick- ening rays of titled patronage , but on hours and seasons snatch- ed from ...
... side by side with the coarser plants of daily necessity ; and must depend for their culture , not on the exclusive devotion of time and wealth , nor the quick- ening rays of titled patronage , but on hours and seasons snatch- ed from ...
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... side which , in truth , belongs to a hen - pecked husband . Rip's sole domestic adherent was his dog Wolf , who was as much hen - pecked as his master ; for Dame Van Winkle regard- ed them as companions in idleness , and even looked RIP ...
... side which , in truth , belongs to a hen - pecked husband . Rip's sole domestic adherent was his dog Wolf , who was as much hen - pecked as his master ; for Dame Van Winkle regard- ed them as companions in idleness , and even looked RIP ...
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... side he looked down into a deep mountain glen , wild , 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 ...
... side he looked down into a deep mountain glen , wild , 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 ...
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Страница 70 - There was, as usual, a crowd of folk about the door, but none that Rip recollected. The very character of the people seemed changed. There was a busy, bustling, disputatious tone about it instead of the accustomed phlegm and drowsy tranquillity.
Страница 58 - ... their less obliging husbands would not do for them. In a word, Rip was ready to attend to anybody's business but his own; but as to doing family duty and keeping his farm in order, he found it impossible.
Страница 175 - Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, on Wednesday, in Whitsun week, when the prince broke thy head for liking his father to a singing-man of Windsor ; thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me, and make me my lady, thy wife.
Страница 198 - Lay a garland on my hearse, Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear; Say I died true: My love was false, but I was firm From my hour of birth. Upon my buried body lie Lightly, gentle earth!
Страница 199 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Страница 73 - The name of the child, the air of the mother, the tone of her voice, all awakened a train of recollections in his mind. "What is your name, my good woman ? " asked he. * "Judith Gardenier.
Страница 62 - When anything that was read or related displeased him, he was observed to smoke his pipe vehemently, and to send forth short, frequent, and angry puffs ; but when pleased, he would...
Страница 55 - Every change of season, every change of weather, indeed every hour of the day, produces some change in the magical hues and shapes of these mountains, and 56 they are regarded by all the good wives, far and near, as perfect barometers.
Страница 59 - 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 63 - He was after his favorite sport of squirrel-shooting, and the still solitudes had echoed and re-echoed with the reports of his gun. Panting and fatigued, he threw himself, late in the afternoon, on a green knoll covered with mountain herbage, that crowned the brow of a precipice.