The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: Evangeline, Song of Hiawatha, Courtship of Miles StandishHoughton, Mifflin, 1886 |
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Σελίδα 9
... answered forthwith ; then to talk about a doctor ; then Mr. Bates , to put up a fireplace ; then this journal , to be written for a week . And now it is past eleven o'clock , and the sun shines so brightly upon my desk and papers that I ...
... answered forthwith ; then to talk about a doctor ; then Mr. Bates , to put up a fireplace ; then this journal , to be written for a week . And now it is past eleven o'clock , and the sun shines so brightly upon my desk and papers that I ...
Σελίδα 33
... answered Basil the blacksmith , Taking with easy air the accustomed seat by the fireside : " Benedict Bellefontaine , thou hast ever thy jest and thy ballad ! Ever in cheerfullest mood art thou , when others are filled with Gloomy ...
... answered Basil the blacksmith , Taking with easy air the accustomed seat by the fireside : " Benedict Bellefontaine , thou hast ever thy jest and thy ballad ! Ever in cheerfullest mood art thou , when others are filled with Gloomy ...
Σελίδα 34
... answer the farmer : " Perhaps some friendlier purpose Brings these ships to our shores . Perhaps the har- vests in England By untimely rains or untimelier heat have been blighted , And from our bursting barns they would feed their ...
... answer the farmer : " Perhaps some friendlier purpose Brings these ships to our shores . Perhaps the har- vests in England By untimely rains or untimelier heat have been blighted , And from our bursting barns they would feed their ...
Σελίδα 37
... answer the no- tary public , - " Gossip enough have I heard , in sooth , yet am never the wiser ; And what their errand may be I know not better than others . Yet am I not of those who imagine some evil in- tention Brings them here ...
... answer the no- tary public , - " Gossip enough have I heard , in sooth , yet am never the wiser ; And what their errand may be I know not better than others . Yet am I not of those who imagine some evil in- tention Brings them here ...
Σελίδα 46
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. 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 . Yet must I ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. 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 . Yet must I ...
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Acadian answered arrows Basil beauty beaver behold beneath Big-Sea-Water birch canoe birds breath Captain Chibiabos cornfields cried Dacotahs darkness deer deer-skin doorway Evangeline eyes face father fell forest Gabriel gazed Gitche Gitche Gumee Gleamed Grand-Pré grave guests hand heard heart heaven hexameter Hiawatha Homeward Iagoo Indian John Alden Kahgahgee Kenabeek Kwasind lake land Laughing Water leaped Line listened little Hiawatha lodge looked magic maiden maize Manito Mayflower meadow mighty Miles Standish Minneha Minnehaha Mondamin moon morning mountains Mudjekeewis Nahma night o'er old Nokomis Osseo passed Pau-Puk-Keewis pine-trees Plymouth poem prairie Priscilla river rose round rushes sailed Sang shadow shining shore shouted sigh silent singing slowly smile song Song of Hiawatha sorrow sound spake Spirit Star stood sturgeon sunshine sweet tresses unto village voice Wabasso waited wampum war-club warriors Wenonah West-Wind whispered wigwam wild wind wonder words yellow
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Σελίδα 106 - Dwells another race, with other customs and language. Only along the shore of the mournful and misty Atlantic Linger a few Acadian peasants, whose fathers from exile Wandered back to their native land to die in its bosom. In the fisherman's cot the wheel and the loom are still busy ; Maidens still wear their Norman caps and their kirtles of homespun, And by the evening fire repeat Evangeline's story, While from its rocky caverns the deep-voiced, neighboring ocean Speaks, and in accents disconsolate...
Σελίδα 295 - Thus made answer and spake, or rather stammered than answered : "Such a message as that, I am sure I should mangle and mar it; If you would have it well done, — I am only repeating your maxim, — You must do it yourself, you must not leave it to others...
Σελίδα 134 - There the wrinkled old Nokomis Nursed the little Hiawatha, Rocked him in his linden cradle, Bedded soft in moss and rushes, Safely bound with reindeer sinews; Stilled his fretful wail by saying, "Hush! the Naked Bear will hear thee!" Lulled him into slumber, singing, "Ewa-yea! my little owlet!
Σελίδα 19 - Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest. 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 103 - And from her eyes and cheeks the light and bloom of the morning. Then there escaped from her lips a cry of such terrible anguish, That the dying heard it, and started up from their pillows.
Σελίδα 74 - Then from a neighboring thicket the mocking-bird, wildest of singers, Swinging aloft on a willow spray that hung o'er the water, Shook from his little throat such floods of delirious music, That the whole air and the woods and the waves seemed silent to listen. Plaintive at first were the tones and sad: then soaring to madness Seemed they to follow or guide the revel of frenzied Bacchantes. Single notes were then heard, in sorrowful, low lamentation ; Till, having gathered them all, he flung them...
Σελίδα 264 - I hear a rushing, Hear a roaring and a rushing, Hear the Falls of Minnehaha Calling to me from a distance !
Σελίδα 63 - Sometimes in churchyards strayed, and gazed on the crosses and tombstones, Sat by some nameless grave, and thought that perhaps in its bosom He was already at rest, and she longed to slumber beside him.
Σελίδα 192 - From the sky the moon looked at them, Filled the lodge with mystic splendors, Whispered to them, " O my children, Day is restless, night is quiet, Man imperious, woman feeble ; Half is mine, although I follow ; Rule by patience, Laughing Water ! " Thus it was they journeyed homeward ; Thus it was that Hiawatha To the lodge of old Nokomis Brought the moonlight, starlight, firelight, Brought the sunshine of his people, Minnehaha, Laughing Water, Handsomest of all the women In the land of the Dacotahs,...
Σελίδα 69 - Sailed on those gloomy and midnight streams, blew a blast on his bugle. Wild through the dark colonnades and corridors leafy the blast rang, Breaking the seal of silence, and giving tongues to the forest. Soundless above them the banners of moss just stirred to the music. Multitudinous echoes awoke and died in the distance, Over the watery floor, and beneath the reverberant branches...