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" He gradually fell asleep bolt upright in his chair, with the empty glass standing before him ; and the candle seemed to fall asleep too, for the wick grew long, and black, and cabbaged at the end, and dimmed the little light that remained in the chamber.... "
Selections from Bracebridge Hall - 25. oldal
szerző: Washington Irving - 1910 - 121 oldal
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The Album, 1-2. kötet

1822 - 962 oldal
...; and the candle seemed to fall asleep too, for the wick grew long, and black, and cabbaged at the end, and dimmed the little light that remained in...shapeless, and almost spectral, box-coats of departed travellers, long since buried in deep sleep. I only heard the ticking of the clock, with the deep-drawn...

Bracebridge Hall; Or, The Humorists, 1. kötet

Washington Irving - 1822 - 406 oldal
...him; and the candle seemed to fall asleep too, for the wick grew long, and black, and cabbaged at the end, and dimmed the little light that remained in...shapeless, and almost spectral, box-coats of departed travellers, long since buried in deep sleep. I only heard the ticking of the clock, with the deep-drawn...

Bracebridge Hall; Or, The Humorists, 1. kötet

Washington Irving - 1822 - 412 oldal
...prevailed was contagious. Around hung the shapeless, and almost spectral, box-coats of departed travellers, long since buried in deep sleep. I only heard the...clock, with the deep-drawn breathings of the sleeping toper, and the drippings of the rain, drop — drop — drop, from the eaves of the house. The church...

The Album, 1. kötet

1822 - 446 oldal
...prevailed was contagious. Around hung the shapeless, and almost spectral, box-coats of departed travellers, long since buried in deep sleep. I only heard the...clock, with the deep-drawn breathings of the sleeping toper, and the drippings of the rain, drop — drop — drop, from the eaves of the house. The church...

The Literary melange; or, Weekly register of literature and the arts

1822 - 522 oldal
...him ; and the candle seemed to fall asleep too, for the wick grew long and black, and cabbaged at the end, and dimmed the little light that remained in...chamber. The gloom that now prevailed was contagious almost ; around hung the shapeless and _jt spectral box-coats of departed travellers, long since hurried...

The cabinet; or The selected beauties of literature [ed. by J ..., 1. kötet

Cabinet - 1824 - 440 oldal
...; and the candle seemed to fall asleep too, for the wick grew long, and black, and cabbaged at the end, and dimmed the little light that remained in...shapeless, and almost spectral, box-coats of departed travellers, long since buried in deep sleep. I only heard the ticking of the clock, with the deep-drawn...

The Flowers of Literature: Consisting of Selections from History ..., 2. kötet

William Oxberry - 1824 - 380 oldal
...; and the candle seemed to fall asleep too, for the wick grew long, and black, and cabbaged at the end, and dimmed the little light that remained in...shapeless, and almost spectral, box-coats of departed travellers, long since buried in deep sleep. I only heard the ticking of the clock, with the deep-drawn...

The Laughing Philosopher: Being the Entire Works of Momus, Jester of Olympus ...

John Bull - 1825 - 782 oldal
...fall asleep too, fur the wick grew longand black, nd cabbaged at the end, and dimmed the little ight that remained in the chamber. The gloom that now prevailed was contagious. Around hong the shapeless and almost spectral box-coats of departed travellers, long since buried in deep...

The Good-fellow's Calendar, and Almanack of Perpetual Jocularity: Containing ...

1826 - 360 oldal
...him; and the candle seemed to fall asleep too, for the wick grew long and black, and cabbaged at the end, and dimmed the little light that remained in...shapeless and almost spectral box-coats of departed Travellers, long since buried in deep sleep. I only heard the ticking of the clock, with the deep-drawn...

The American Common-place Book of Prose: A Collection of Eloquent and ...

1832 - 478 oldal
...; and the candle seemed to fall asleep too, for the wick grew long, and black, and cabbaged at the end, and dimmed the little light that remained in...hung the shapeless and almost spectral box-coats of the travellers, long since buried in deep sleep. I only heard the ticking of the clock, with the deep-drawn...




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