The sketch book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent., (Washington Irving)., Volume 2Weidmannsche Buchhandlung, 1880 |
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... Head Tavern Seite 1 7 15 24 33 59 · 70 79 86 95 113 119 128 144 157 169 172 188 The Mutability of Literature Rural Funerals . The Inn Kitchen The Spectre Bridegroom Westminster Abbey & pher Bull on prally for wey , but " Rune Femerd's ...
... Head Tavern Seite 1 7 15 24 33 59 · 70 79 86 95 113 119 128 144 157 169 172 188 The Mutability of Literature Rural Funerals . The Inn Kitchen The Spectre Bridegroom Westminster Abbey & pher Bull on prally for wey , but " Rune Femerd's ...
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... heads 18 in fine weather , and watch the parting ships bound to distant climes ; with what longing eyes would I gaze ... head den Theil des Hafendamms bezeichnet , welcher nach dem Meere geht und an dem die Schiffe anlegen : Hafenkopf ...
... heads 18 in fine weather , and watch the parting ships bound to distant climes ; with what longing eyes would I gaze ... head den Theil des Hafendamms bezeichnet , welcher nach dem Meere geht und an dem die Schiffe anlegen : Hafenkopf ...
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... head , and a con- stant watch forward 26 to look out for fishing smacks , which are accustomed to lie at anchor on the banks 27. The wind was blowing a smacking 28 breeze , and we were going at a great rate through the water . Suddenly ...
... head , and a con- stant watch forward 26 to look out for fishing smacks , which are accustomed to lie at anchor on the banks 27. The wind was blowing a smacking 28 breeze , and we were going at a great rate through the water . Suddenly ...
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... head - way 31 . We returned , as nearly as we could guess , to the place where the smack had anchored . We cruised about for several hours in the dense fog . We fired signal guns , and listened if we might hear the halloo of any ...
... head - way 31 . We returned , as nearly as we could guess , to the place where the smack had anchored . We cruised about for several hours in the dense fog . We fired signal guns , and listened if we might hear the halloo of any ...
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... heads , as the ship laboured in the wel- tering sea , were frightful . As I heard the waves rushing along the side ... head . None but those who have experienced it can form an idea of the delicious throng of sensations which rush into ...
... heads , as the ship laboured in the wel- tering sea , were frightful . As I heard the waves rushing along the side ... head . None but those who have experienced it can form an idea of the delicious throng of sensations which rush into ...
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Page 48 - He now suspected that the grave roysters of the mountain had put a trick upon him, and having dosed him with liquor, had robbed him of his gun. Wolf, too, had disappeared, but he might have strayed away after a squirrel or partridge. He whistled after him and shouted his name, but all in vain ; the echoes repeated his whistle and shout, but no dog was to be seen.
Page 50 - ... village was altered ; it was larger and more populous. There were rows of houses which he had never seen before, and those which had been his familiar haunts had disappeared. Strange names were over the doors, strange faces at the windows, everything was strange.
Page 40 - ... about it went wrong, and would go wrong, in spite of him. His fences were continually falling to pieces; his cow would either go astray, or get among the cabbages; weeds were sure to grow quicker in his fields than anywhere else; the rain always made a point of setting in just as he had some out-door work to do; so that though his patrimonial estate had dwindled away under his management, acre by acre, until there was little more left than a mere patch of Indian corn and potatoes, yet it was...
Page 45 - Rip now felt a vague apprehension stealing over him ; he looked anxiously in the same direction, and perceived a strange figure slowly toiling up the rocks, and bending under the weight of something he carried on his back. He was surprised to see any human being in this lonely and unfrequented place; but supposing it to be some one of the neighborhood in need of his assistance, he hastened down to yield it.
Page 54 - He doubted his own identity, and whether he was himself or another man. In the midst of his bewilderment, the man in the cocked hat demanded who he was, and what was his name ?
Page 46 - On entering the amphitheatre, new objects of wonder presented themselves. On a level spot in the centre was a company of odd-looking personages playing at nine-pins. They were dressed in a quaint outlandish fashion; some wore short doublets, others jerkins, with long knives in their belts, and most of them had enormous breeches, of similar style with that of the guide's.
Page 41 - Rip's sole domestic adherent was his dog Wolf, who was as much henpecked as his master ; for Dame Van Winkle regarded them as companions in idleness, and even looked upon Wolf with an evil eye, as the cause of his master's going so often astray. True it is, in all points of spirit befitting an honorable dog he was as courageous an animal as ever scoured the woods ; but what courage can withstand the ever-during and all-besetting terrors of a woman's tongue?
Page 43 - Vedder, a patriarch of the village, and landlord of the inn, at the door of which he took his seat from morning till night, just moving sufficiently to avoid the sun and keep in the shade of a large tree ; so that the neighbors could tell the hour by his movements as accurately as by a sun-dial.
Page 85 - She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
Page 56 - Half-moon; being permitted in this way to revisit the scenes of his enterprise, and keep a guardian eye upon the river, and the great city called by his name. That...