 An opening in the trees now cheered him with the hopes that the church bridge was at hand. The wavering reflection of a silver star in the bosom of the brook told him that he was not mistaken. He saw the walls of the church dimly glaring under the trees...  The Edinburgh monthly review - Strana 2941820Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Washington Irving - 1883 - 272 str.
...jolted on the high ridge of his horse's back-bone, with a violence that he verily feared would cleave him asunder. An opening in the trees now cheered him with the hope that the church bridge was at hand. The wavering reflection of a silver star in the bosom of the... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1884 - 472 str.
...jolted on the high ridge of his horse's back bone, with a violence that he verily feared would cleave him asunder. An opening in the trees now cheered him...silver star in the bosom of the brook told him that ho was not mistaken. He saw the walls of the church dimly glaring under the trees beyond. He recollected... | |
 | 1885 - 544 str.
...jolted on the high ridge of his horse's backbone with a violence that he verily feared would cleave him asunder. An opening in the trees now cheered him with the hope that the church-bridge was at hand. The wavering reflection of a silver star in the bosom of the... | |
 | 1887 - 428 str.
...jolted on the high ridge of his horse's back-bone, with a violence that he verily feared would cleave him asunder. An opening in the trees now cheered him...of the church dimly glaring under the trees beyond. He recollected the place where Brom Bones' ghostly competitor had disappeared. "If I can but reach... | |
 | Albert Newton Raub - 1887 - 332 str.
...the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives.—Lowell. 86. The wavering reflection of a silver star in the bosom of the brook told him that he was mistaken.-—Irving. 87. And then came Autumn with his immense burden of apples, dropping them continually... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1891 - 270 str.
...jolted on the high ridge of his horse's backbone, with a violence that he verily feared would cleave him asunder. An opening in the trees now cheered him...of the church dimly glaring under the trees beyond. He recollected the place where Brom Bones' ghostly competitor had disappeard. "If I can but reach that... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1891 - 140 str.
...jolted on the high ridge of his horse's backbone, with a violence that he verily feared would cleave him asunder. An opening in the trees now cheered him...of the church dimly glaring under the trees beyond. He recollected the place where Brom Bones' ghostly competitor had disappeared "If I can but reach that... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1892 - 422 str.
...jolted on the high ridge of his horse's back-bone with a violence that he verily feared would cleave him asunder. An opening in the trees now cheered him...of the church dimly glaring under the trees beyond. He recollected the place where Brom Bones' ghostly competitor had disappeared. " If I can but reach... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1892 - 170 str.
...jolted on the high ridge of his horse's backbone with a violence that he verily feared would cleave him asunder. An opening in the trees now cheered him...of the church dimly glaring under the trees beyond. He recollected the place where Brom Bones's ghostly competitor had disappeared. " If I can but reach... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1893 - 318 str.
...jolted on the high ridge of his horse's backbone, with a violence that he verily feared would cleave him asunder. An opening in the trees now cheered him...of the church dimly glaring under the trees beyond. He recollected the place where Brom Bones' ghostly competitor had disappeared. " If I can but reach... | |
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