 | 1820 - 646 страници
...and the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. " Surely, " thought Rip, " I have not " slept here all night. " He recalled the...ravine — the wild retreat among the rocks — the wo-begone party at ninepins — the flagon — " Oh ! that flagon ! that wicked flagon ! " thought... | |
 | 1819 - 610 страници
...the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. " Surely," thought Rip, •' I have not slept here all night. He recalled the occurrences before he fell asleep. The strange man with the keg of liquor — the mountain ravine— the wild retreat among the rocks — the wo-begone party... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 страници
...and the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. " Surely," thought Rip, " I have not slept here all night." He recalled the...woebegone party at nine-pins — the flagon — " Oh! that flagpn! that wicked flagon!" thought Rip — •" what excuse shall I make to Dame Van Winkle ?" He... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1822 - 424 страници
...and the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. " Surely, "thought Rip, " I have not slept here all night." He recalled the...ravine — the wild retreat among the rocks — the wo-begone party at nine-pins— the flagon — " Oh ! that flagon ! that wicked flagon !" thought Rip... | |
 | 1820 - 870 страници
...and the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. "Surely," thought Rip, " I have not slept here alL night." . He recalled the...ravine — the wild retreat among the rocks — the wo-begone party at nine-pins — the flaggon — " Oh that flaggon ! that wicked flaggon !" thought... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1821 - 354 страници
...with a keg of liquor — the mountain ravine — the wild retreat among the rocks — the wo-begone party at nine-pins — the flagon — " Oh ! that...Van Winkle ?" He looked round for his gun, but in the place of the cleaned well-oiled fowling-piece, he found an old firelock lying by him, the barrel... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1823 - 392 страници
...with a keg of liquor — the mountain ravine — the wild retreat among the rocks — the wo-begone party at nine-pins — the flagon — « Oh! "that...Dame Van Winkle ! » He looked round for his gun, hut in place of the clean well oiled fowling-piece, he found an old firelock lying by him, the barrel... | |
 | 1824 - 394 страници
...hushes, and the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. " Surely," thought Rip, "I have not slept here all night." He recalled the...wicked flagon!" thought Rip — "what excuse shall 1 make to Daine Van Winkle?" , On looking round him for his welloiled fowling-piece, he discovers in... | |
 | 1819 - 606 страници
...the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. " Surely," thought Rip, •' I have not slept here all night. He recalled the occurrences before he fell asleep. The strange man with the keg of liquor — the mountain ravine — the wild retreat among the rocks — the wo-begone party... | |
 | 1826 - 654 страници
...twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breezr. " Surely," thought Hip, " I have not slept here all...He recalled the occurrences before he fell asleep. Thestrange man with a keg of liquor — the mountain ravine — the wild retreat among the rocks —... | |
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... 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... 
