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... countenance . She seemed disappointed and agitated ; when I heard a faint voice call her name . from a poor sailor who had been ill all the voyage , and had ex- It was 幸 cited the sympathy of every one on board . When THE VOYAGE . 19.
... countenance . She seemed disappointed and agitated ; when I heard a faint voice call her name . from a poor sailor who had been ill all the voyage , and had ex- It was 幸 cited the sympathy of every one on board . When THE VOYAGE . 19.
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... countenance ; a head that would have pleased a painter ; and though some slight furrows on his brow showed that wasting thought had been busy there , yet his eye still beamed with the fire of a poetic soul . There was some- thing in his ...
... countenance ; a head that would have pleased a painter ; and though some slight furrows on his brow showed that wasting thought had been busy there , yet his eye still beamed with the fire of a poetic soul . There was some- thing in his ...
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... countenance of happier days , and cheer us with that true friendship which never deceived hope , nor deserted sorrow . I do not wish to censure ; but , surely , if the people of Liver- pool had been properly sensible of what was due to ...
... countenance of happier days , and cheer us with that true friendship which never deceived hope , nor deserted sorrow . I do not wish to censure ; but , surely , if the people of Liver- pool had been properly sensible of what was due to ...
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... countenance , and a breaking heart . His life was but a protracted agony ; and what rendered it more insupportable was the necessity of keeping up a smile in the presence of his wife ; for he could not bring himself to overwhelm her ...
... countenance , and a breaking heart . His life was but a protracted agony ; and what rendered it more insupportable was the necessity of keeping up a smile in the presence of his wife ; for he could not bring himself to overwhelm her ...
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... countenance beamed with smiles - I had never seen her look so lovely . " My dear George , " cried she , " I am so glad you are come ! I have been watching and watching for you ; and running down the lane , and looking out for you . I've ...
... countenance beamed with smiles - I had never seen her look so lovely . " My dear George , " cried she , " I am so glad you are come ! I have been watching and watching for you ; and running down the lane , and looking out for you . I've ...
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Page 419 - IN the bosom of one of those spacious coves which indent the eastern shore of the Hudson, at that broad expansion of the river denominated by the ancient Dutch navigators the Tappan Zee, and where they always prudently shortened sail, and implored the protection of St. Nicholas when they crossed, there lies a small...
Page 49 - 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!" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity, I verily believe he reciprocated the sentiment with all his heart.
Page 47 - Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle as years of matrimony rolled on; a tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use.
Page 43 - 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.
Page 59 - 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.
Page 54 - ... at the poor man's perplexities. What was to be done ? the morning was passing away, and Rip felt famished for want of his breakfast. He grieved to give up his dog and gun ; he dreaded to meet his wife; but it would not do to starve among the mountains.
Page 93 - He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him ; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him.
Page 45 - The children of the village, too, would shout with joy whenever he approached. He assisted at their sports, made their playthings, taught them to fly kites and shoot marbles, and told them long stories of ghosts, witches, and Indians. Whenever he went dodging about the village, he I was surrounded by a troop of them, hanging on his skirts, clambering on his back, and playing a thousand tricks on him with impunity; and not a dog would bark at him throughout the neighborhood. The great error in Rip's...
Page 93 - 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 58 - 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.