Evangeline: a tale [in verse]. |
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Σελίδα vi
... once , to return to visit their wretched families , and to look , for the last time , upon their beauti- ful fields , and their loved and lost homes . " These unhappy men bore their misfortunes with firmness , until they were ordered on ...
... once , to return to visit their wretched families , and to look , for the last time , upon their beauti- ful fields , and their loved and lost homes . " These unhappy men bore their misfortunes with firmness , until they were ordered on ...
Σελίδα 38
... Once in an ancient city , whose name I no longer remember , Raised aloft on a column , a brazen statue of Justice Stood in the public square , upholding the scales in its left hand , And in its right a sword , as an emblem 38 EVANGELINE .
... Once in an ancient city , whose name I no longer remember , Raised aloft on a column , a brazen statue of Justice Stood in the public square , upholding the scales in its left hand , And in its right a sword , as an emblem 38 EVANGELINE .
Σελίδα 61
... and farms the Acadian women , Driving in ponderous wains their household goods to the sea - shore , Pausing and looking back to gaze once more on their dwellings , Ere they were shut from sight by the winding road EVANGELINE . 61.
... and farms the Acadian women , Driving in ponderous wains their household goods to the sea - shore , Pausing and looking back to gaze once more on their dwellings , Ere they were shut from sight by the winding road EVANGELINE . 61.
Σελίδα 70
... uplifting , Whirled them aloft through the air , at once from a hundred house - tops Started the sheeted smoke with flashes of flame intermingled . These things beheld in dismay the crowd on the shore 70 EVANGELINE .
... uplifting , Whirled them aloft through the air , at once from a hundred house - tops Started the sheeted smoke with flashes of flame intermingled . These things beheld in dismay the crowd on the shore 70 EVANGELINE .
Σελίδα 74
... once more the stir and noise of embarking ; And with the ebb of that tide the ships sailed out of the harbour , Leaving behind them the dead on the shore , and the village in ruins . PART THE SECOND . F I. MANY a weary year 74 EVANGELINE .
... once more the stir and noise of embarking ; And with the ebb of that tide the ships sailed out of the harbour , Leaving behind them the dead on the shore , and the village in ruins . PART THE SECOND . F I. MANY a weary year 74 EVANGELINE .
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Acadian Acadie accents aloft anon answer art thou ascended barns Basil the blacksmith beauty behold blossom boat cattle cheer churchyard darkness descended desert door dwellings Evangeline stood Evangeline's heart exile eyes face farm-yard farmer Father Felician Filled flax flocks flowers footsteps forest FREDERIKA BREMER Gabriel garden gazed gleamed golden hand Happy Valley heard heaven HENRY W herds herdsman labour land light lips Loud maiden maize meadows meek morning mournful myste neighbouring night notary notary public Nova Scotia o'er ocean Opelousas Ozark mountains passed Patience paused Port Royal prairies priest river roofs rose sang shade shadow Shawnee ships shore silent Sister of Mercy slowly slumber smoke snow-white sorrow soul sound spake spirit sunshine sweet tale thee thou thought tide Unto Vathek village of Grand-Pré voice waited wander weary whispered wind woodlands words
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Σελίδα 147 - Many a languid head, upraised as Evangeline entered, Turned on its pillow of pain to gaze while she passed, for her presence Fell on their hearts like a ray of the sun on the walls of a prison.
Σελίδα 8 - This is the forest primeval ; but where are the hearts that beneath it Leaped like the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman?
Σελίδα 150 - Died on his lips, and their motion revealed what his tongue would have spoken. Vainly he strove to rise ; and Evangeline, kneeling beside him, Kissed his dying lips, and laid his head on her bosom. Sweet was the light of his eyes ; but it suddenly sank into darkness, As when a lamp is blown out by a gust of wind at a casement.
Σελίδα 7 - THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Σελίδα 11 - West and south there were fields of flax, and orchards and cornfields Spreading afar and unfenced o'er the plain; and away to the northward Blomidon rose, and the forests old, and aloft on the mountains Sea-fogs pitched their tents, and mists from the mighty Atlantic Looked on the happy valley, but ne'er from their station descended.
Σελίδα 13 - Neither locks had they to their doors, nor bars to their windows ; But their dwellings were open as day and the hearts of the owners ; There the richest was poor, and the poorest lived in abundance.
Σελίδα 93 - Swinging from its great arms, the trumpetflower and the grapevine Hung their ladder of ropes aloft like the ladder of Jacob, On whose pendulous stairs the angels ascending, descending, Were the swift humming-birds, that flitted from blossom to blossom. Such was the vision Evangeline saw as she slumbered beneath it. Filled was her heart with love, and the dawn of an opening heaven Lighted her soul in sleep with the glory of regions celestial.
Σελίδα 11 - There in the tranquil evenings of summer, when brightly the sunset Lighted the village street, and gilded the vanes on the chimneys, Matrons and maidens sat in snow-white caps and in kirtles Scarlet and blue and green, with distaffs spinning the golden Flax for the gossiping looms, whose noisy shuttles within doors Mingled their sounds with the whir of the wheels and the songs of the maidens.
Σελίδα 52 - You are convened this day," he said, " by his Majesty's orders. Clement and kind has he been ; but how you have answered his kindness, Let your own hearts reply ! To my natural make and my temper Painful the task is I do, which to you I know must be grievous.
Σελίδα 15 - Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation, and scatters blessings upon them...