 | Washington Irving - 1829 - 522 pagina’s
...the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...the wild retreat among the rocks — the wo-begone part}- at nine-pins — the flagon — " Oh ! that wicked flagon !" thought Rip — " what excuse shall... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1831 - 518 pagina’s
...the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...rocks — the wo-begone party at nine-pins — the flagon — " Oh ! that wicked flagon !" thought Rip — " what excuse shall I make to Dame Van Winkle?"... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1834 - 320 pagina’s
...the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...occurrences before he fell asleep. The strange man with a keg of liquor — the mountain ravine — the wild retreat among the rocks — the wo-begone party... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1835 - 196 pagina’s
...the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...thought Rip, "I have not slept here all night." He recalted the occurrences before he fell asleep. The strange man with a keg of liqnor — the mountain... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1836 - 250 pagina’s
...the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...rocks — the wo-begone party at nine-pins — the flagon — " Oh ! that wicked flagon !" thought Rip — " what excuse shall I make to Dame Van Winkle?"... | |
 | 1839 - 256 pagina’s
...the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...man with the keg of liquor — the mountain ravine — die wild retreat among the rocks — the wo-begone party at nine-pins — the flagon — "Oh! that... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1843 - 390 pagina’s
...the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes , and the eagle was...breasting the pure mountain breeze. " Surely," thought Eip, "I have not slept here all night." He recalled the occurrences before he fell asleep. The strange... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1843 - 458 pagina’s
...not slept here all night." He recalled the occurrences before he fell asleep. The strange man with a keg of liquor — the mountain ravine — the wild...rocks — the wo-begone party at nine-pins — the flagon — "Oh! that flagon! that wicked flagon!" thought Rip, — "what excuse shall I make to Dame... | |
 | Charles Edwards Lester - 1846 - 354 pagina’s
...the Old Man of the Glen. He rubbed his eyes. It was a bright, sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. He looked for his gun, but, in place of the clean, well-oiled fowling-piece, found an old firelock... | |
 | Charles Edwards Lester - 1846 - 464 pagina’s
...Old Man of the Glen. He rubbed his eyes. It was a bright, sunny morning — the birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. He looked for his gun, but in place of the clean, well-oiled fowling-piece, found an old firelock lying... | |
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On waking, he found himself on the green knoll whence he had first seen the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting... 
