Humorous Masterpieces from American Literature, 1. kötetEdward Tuckerman Mason G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1886 - 294 oldal |
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... feeling the least curiosity to know whether the sun revolved round it , or it round the sun ; and he had watched , for at least half a century , the smoke curling from his pipe to the ceiling , without once troubling his head with any ...
... feeling the least curiosity to know whether the sun revolved round it , or it round the sun ; and he had watched , for at least half a century , the smoke curling from his pipe to the ceiling , without once troubling his head with any ...
79. oldal
... feel . At last they rested from their labors . To the victors belonged the spoils , as they discov- ered with instinctive sagacity that they should do , though the apothegm had not yet received the authentic seal of American ...
... feel . At last they rested from their labors . To the victors belonged the spoils , as they discov- ered with instinctive sagacity that they should do , though the apothegm had not yet received the authentic seal of American ...
93. oldal
... feel at liberty to indulge my own aversions . I try to cultivate a Christian feeling to all my fellow - creatures , but inasmuch as I must also respect truth and honesty , I confess to myself a certain number of inalienable dislikes and ...
... feel at liberty to indulge my own aversions . I try to cultivate a Christian feeling to all my fellow - creatures , but inasmuch as I must also respect truth and honesty , I confess to myself a certain number of inalienable dislikes and ...
94. oldal
... feel as if I were a mute at a funeral when they get into full blast . -I cannot get along much better with those drooping , languid people , whose vitality falls short as much as that of the others is in excess . I have not life enough ...
... feel as if I were a mute at a funeral when they get into full blast . -I cannot get along much better with those drooping , languid people , whose vitality falls short as much as that of the others is in excess . I have not life enough ...
160. oldal
... feeling that properly belonged to ladies of quality . Patrimonial splendor to come danced before their dim eyes ; and handsome settlements , gay equi- pages , and a general grandeur of some sort loomed up in the future for the American ...
... feeling that properly belonged to ladies of quality . Patrimonial splendor to come danced before their dim eyes ; and handsome settlements , gay equi- pages , and a general grandeur of some sort loomed up in the future for the American ...
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195. oldal - em, danced 'em, druv 'em, Fust this one, an' then thet, by spells— All is, he couldn't love 'em. But long o' her his veins 'ould run All crinkly like curled maple, The side she breshed felt full o' sun Ez a south slope in Ap'il.
92. oldal - But is there nothing in thy track To bid thee fondly stay. While the swift seasons hurry back To find the wished-for day?
194. oldal - An' there sot Huldy all alone, 'ith no one nigh to hender. A fireplace filled the room's one side With half a cord o' wood in — There warn't no stoves (tell comfort died) To bake ye to a puddin'.
8. oldal - Wandle Schoonhoven, giving an occasional grunt as he shoveled a spoonful of Indian pudding into his mouth, either as a sign that he relished the dish or comprehended the story, he called unto him his constable, and, pulling out of his breeches pocket a huge jack-knife, dispatched it after the defendant as a summons, accompanied by his tobacco-box as a warrant.
5. oldal - ... a beer barrel on skids. His face, that infallible index of the mind, presented a vast expanse, unfurrowed by those lines and angles which disfigure the human countenance with what is termed expression. Two small gray eyes twinkled feebly in the midst, like two stars of lesser magnitude in a hazy firmament, and his full-fed cheeks, which seemed to have taken toll of everything that went into his mouth, were curiously mottled and streaked with dusty red, like a spitzenberg apple.
197. oldal - He could n't ha' told ye nuther. Says he, ' I 'd better call agin ; ' Says she, 'Think likely, Mister: ' Thet last word pricked him like a pin, An' . . . Wai, he up an' kist her. When Ma bimeby upon 'em slips, Huldy sot pale ez ashes, All kin o' smily roun' the lips An' teary roun
67. oldal - With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three amorous sighs to raise the fire. Then prostrate falls, and begs with ardent eyes Soon to obtain, and long possess the prize: The powers gave ear, and granted half his prayer, The rest, the winds dispersed in empty air.
8. oldal - ... of the said Wandle. Governor Van Twiller, as I have already observed, was a man of few words ; he was likewise a mortal enemy to multiplying writings — or being disturbed at his breakfast. Having listened attentively to the statement of Wandle Schoonhoven, giving an occasional grunt, as he...
197. oldal - Comes nateral to women. He stood a spell on one foot fust, Then stood a spell on t'other, An' on which one he felt the wust He couldn't ha' told ye nuther. Says he, " I'd better call agin ; " Says she, " Think likely, Mister:" Thet last word pricked him like a pin, An' . . . Wai, he up an
172. oldal - Round-hoofd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide : Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.