HarperCollins is proud to present its incredible range of best-loved, essential classics.‘There was a contagion in the very air that blew from that haunted region; it breathed forth an atmosphere of dreams and fancies infecting all the land.’Featuring ‘The Legend of Sleepy Hollow’ and ‘Rip Van Winkle’, this collection of inspired essays, stories and sketches established Washington Irving’s reputation as one of America’s foremost authors. Irving’s timeless characters, including Ichabod Crane, Rip Van Winkle and the headless Hessian trooper, jostle for space alongside 31 equally atmospheric and lyrical works in this haunting anthology from one of America’s most distinctive literary voices.
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Вашингтон Ирвинг. The Legend of Sleepy Hollow and Other Stories
THE LEGEND OF SLEEPY HOLLOW AND OTHER STORIES. Washington Irving
History of Collins
Life & Times
PREFACE TO THE REVISED EDITION
THE AUTHOR’S ACCOUNT OF HIMSELF
THE VOYAGE
ROSCOE
THE WIFE
RIP VAN WINKLE
ENGLISH WRITERS ON AMERICA
RURAL LIFE IN ENGLAND
THE BROKEN HEART
THE ART OF BOOK-MAKING
A ROYAL POET
THE COUNTRY CHURCH
THE WIDOW AND HER SON
A SUNDAY IN LONDON.16
THE BOAR’S HEAD TAVERN, EASTCHEAP
THE MUTABILITY OF LITERATURE
RURAL FUNERALS
THE INN KITCHEN
THE SPECTRE BRIDEGROOM
WESTMINSTER ABBEY
CHRISTMAS
THE STAGE-COACH
CHRISTMAS EVE
CHRISTMAS DAY
THE CHRISTMAS DINNER
LONDON ANTIQUES
LITTLE BRITAIN
STRATFORD-ON-AVON
TRAITS OF INDIAN CHARACTER
PHILIP OF POKANOKET
JOHN BULL
THE PRIDE OF THE VILLAGE
THE ANGLER
THE LEGEND OF SLEEPY HOLLOW
POSTSCRIPT
L’ENVOY.60
Footnotes
CLASSIC LITERATURE: WORDS AND PHRASES. adapted from the Collins English Dictionary
Copyright
About the Publisher
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“I have no wife nor children, good or bad, to provide for. A mere spectator of other men’s fortunes and adventures, and how they play their parts; which, methinks, are diversely presented unto me, as from a common theatre or scene.”
Epigraph
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Rip bethought himself a moment, and inquired, “Where’s Nicholas Vedder?”
There was a silence for a little while, when an old man replied, in a thin, piping voice, “Nicholas Vedder? why, he is dead and gone these eighteen years! There was a wooden tombstone in the churchyard that used to tell all about him, but that’s rotten and gone too.”
