Masterpieces of American Literature: Franklin, Irving, Bryant, Webster, Everett, Longfellow, Hawthorne, Whittier, Emerson, Holmes, Lowell, Thoreau, O'Reilly : with Biographical Sketches and PortraitsJohn Kneeland, Henry Nathan Wheeler Houghton, Mifflin, 1891 - 462 pages |
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... seemed full of liquor , and made signs for Rip to approach and assist him with the load . Though rather shy and distrustful of this new acquaintance , Rip complied with his usual alac- rity ; and mutually relieving one another , they ...
... seemed full of liquor , and made signs for Rip to approach and assist him with the load . Though rather shy and distrustful of this new acquaintance , Rip complied with his usual alac- rity ; and mutually relieving one another , they ...
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... seemed to issue out of a deep ravine , or rather cleft , between lofty rocks , toward which their rugged path ... seemed to consist entirely of nose , and was surmounted by a white sugar - loaf hat , set off with a little red cock's tail ...
... seemed to issue out of a deep ravine , or rather cleft , between lofty rocks , toward which their rugged path ... seemed to consist entirely of nose , and was surmounted by a white sugar - loaf hat , set off with a little red cock's tail ...
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... seemed particularly odd to Rip was , that though these folks were evidently amusing themselves , yet they maintained the gravest faces , the most mys- terious silence , and were , withal , the most melancholy party of pleasure he had ...
... seemed particularly odd to Rip was , that though these folks were evidently amusing themselves , yet they maintained the gravest faces , the most mys- terious silence , and were , withal , the most melancholy party of pleasure he had ...
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... seemed to look down and scoff 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 ...
... seemed to look down and scoff 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 ...
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... large characters , GEN- ERAL WASHINGTON . 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 , 22 WASHINGTON IRVING .
... large characters , GEN- ERAL WASHINGTON . 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 , 22 WASHINGTON IRVING .
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Page 37 - Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart, Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings, while from all around— Earth and her waters, and the depths of air — Comes a still voice, — Yet a few days and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more...
Page 40 - Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean-side? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost.
Page 229 - Read not to contradict and confute, nor to believe and take for granted, nor to find talk and discourse, but to weigh and consider. Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested...
Page 37 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house...
Page 82 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main; The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming Lair.
Page 52 - So much for industry, my friends, and attention to one's own business ; but to these we must add frugality, if we would make our industry more certainly successful. A man may, if he knows not how to save as he gets, keep his nose all his life to the grindstone, and die not worth a groat at last. A fat kitchen makes a lean will, as Poor Richard says; and — Many estates are spent in the getting, Since women for tea ' forsook spinning and knitting, And men for punch forsook hewing and splitting.
Page 16 - ... side, looking fearfully down into the glen. 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 On nearer approach he was still more surprised...
Page 49 - Sloth, like rust, consumes faster than labor wears ; while the used key is always bright, as Poor Richard says. But dost thou love life, then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of, as Poor Richard says. How much more than is necessary do we spend in sleep, forgetting, that The sleeping fox catches no poultry, and that There will be sleeping enough in the grave, as Poor Richard says.
Page 136 - ... roar In baffled rage at pane and door, While the red logs before us beat The frost-line back with tropic heat; And ever, when a louder blast Shook beam and rafter as it passed, The merrier up its roaring draught The great throat of the chimney laughed; The house-dog on his paws outspread Laid to the fire his drowsy head, The cat's dark silhouette on the wall A couchant tiger's seemed to fall; And, for the winter fireside meet, Between the andirons...
Page 12 - ... 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 the wors.t conditioned farm in the neighborhood.