Evangeline: Courtship of Miles Standish. Favorite PoemsHoughton, Mifflin, 1866 - 95 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 17
... winds of September Wrestled the trees of the forest , as Jacob of old with the angel . All the signs foretold a winter long and inclem- ent . Bees , with prophetic instinct of want , had hoarded their honey Till the hives overflowed ...
... winds of September Wrestled the trees of the forest , as Jacob of old with the angel . All the signs foretold a winter long and inclem- ent . Bees , with prophetic instinct of want , had hoarded their honey Till the hives overflowed ...
Σελίδα 32
... wind ; and the jolly face of the fiddler Glowed like a living coal when the ashes are blown from the embers . Gayly the old man sang to the vibrant sound of his fiddle , Tous les Bourgeois de Chartres , and Le Carillon de Dunkerque ...
... wind ; and the jolly face of the fiddler Glowed like a living coal when the ashes are blown from the embers . Gayly the old man sang to the vibrant sound of his fiddle , Tous les Bourgeois de Chartres , and Le Carillon de Dunkerque ...
Σελίδα 44
... flame were Thrust through their folds and withdrawn , like the quivering hands of a martyr . Then as the wind seized the gleeds and the burn- ing thatch , and , uplifting , Whirled them aloft through the air , at once from 44 EVANGELINE .
... flame were Thrust through their folds and withdrawn , like the quivering hands of a martyr . Then as the wind seized the gleeds and the burn- ing thatch , and , uplifting , Whirled them aloft through the air , at once from 44 EVANGELINE .
Σελίδα 48
... wind from the northeast Strikes aslant through the fogs that darken the Banks of Newfoundland . Friendless , homeless , hopeless , they wandered from city to city , From the cold lakes of the North to sultry South- ern savannas , From ...
... wind from the northeast Strikes aslant through the fogs that darken the Banks of Newfoundland . Friendless , homeless , hopeless , they wandered from city to city , From the cold lakes of the North to sultry South- ern savannas , From ...
Σελίδα 58
... wind in Mixed with the whoop of the crane and the roar of the grim alligator . Thus ere another noon they emerged from the shades ; and before them Lay , in the golden sun , the lakes of the Atchafa- laya . Water - lilies in myriads ...
... wind in Mixed with the whoop of the crane and the roar of the grim alligator . Thus ere another noon they emerged from the shades ; and before them Lay , in the golden sun , the lakes of the Atchafa- laya . Water - lilies in myriads ...
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Evangeline: Courtship of Miles Standish. Favorite Poems Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Πλήρης προβολή - 1880 |
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Acadian aloft angel beautiful behold beneath blossoms breath BRIDAINE bright burning Captain of Plymouth celestial cloud dark dead door dream dreary earth Evangeline Evangeline's Excelsior eyes face farmer Father Favorite Poems fire Flanders floating flowers footsteps forest Forever never Forever-never Gabriel gazed gleam golden Grand-Pré grave hand hear heard heart heaven Indian iron tongue John Alden Julius Cæsar labor land laughed light lips look loud maiden martial music meadows Miles Standish mist moon morning Never forever night o'er ocean Ozark Mountains passed phantom prairies prayer priest Priscilla Puritan rain red planet Mars river rose sail Sandalphon seemed shadow shining shore silent Singing slumbered smile snow song sorrow soul sound spake stairs stands stars stood strong sunshine sweet swift tears thee thou thought tide tremulous unto village voice walls weary wild wind wonder words youth
Δημοφιλή αποσπάσματα
Σελίδα 27 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Σελίδα 88 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair.
Σελίδα 12 - Trust no future, howe'er pleasant ! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act, act in the living present! Heart within and God o'erhead ! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime.
Σελίδα 21 - SPAKE full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine. Stars they are, wherein we read our history, As astrologers and seers of eld ; Yet not wrapped about with awful mystery, Like the burning stars, which they beheld.
Σελίδα 25 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Σελίδα 24 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
Σελίδα 19 - Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight ; Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful firelight Dance upon the parlor wall ; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved, the true-hearted, Come to visit me once more...
Σελίδα 63 - I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist...
Σελίδα 31 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ) Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.
Σελίδα 37 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner, with the strange device, Excelsior...