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Σελίδα 23
... Indian hunters asserted Cold would the winter be , for thick was the fur of the foxes . Such was the advent of autumn . Then followed that beautiful season , Called by the pious Acadian peasants the summer of All - Saints ! Filled was ...
... Indian hunters asserted Cold would the winter be , for thick was the fur of the foxes . Such was the advent of autumn . Then followed that beautiful season , Called by the pious Acadian peasants the summer of All - Saints ! Filled was ...
Σελίδα 76
... Indian trails to the Ozark Mountains , Hunting for furs in the forests , on rivers trapping the beaver . Therefore be of good cheer ; we will follow the fugitive lover ; He is not far on his way , and the Fates and the streams are ...
... Indian trails to the Ozark Mountains , Hunting for furs in the forests , on rivers trapping the beaver . Therefore be of good cheer ; we will follow the fugitive lover ; He is not far on his way , and the Fates and the streams are ...
Σελίδα 84
... the base of the Ozark Mountains , Gabriel far had entered , with hunters and trappers behind him . Day after day , with their Indian guides , the maiden and Basil Followed his flying steps , and thought each day to 84 EVANGELINE .
... the base of the Ozark Mountains , Gabriel far had entered , with hunters and trappers behind him . Day after day , with their Indian guides , the maiden and Basil Followed his flying steps , and thought each day to 84 EVANGELINE .
Σελίδα 85
... Indian woman , whose features Wore deep traces of sorrow , and patience as great as her sorrow . She was a Shawnee woman returning home to her people , From the far - off hunting - grounds of the cruel Camanches , Where her Canadian ...
... Indian woman , whose features Wore deep traces of sorrow , and patience as great as her sorrow . She was a Shawnee woman returning home to her people , From the far - off hunting - grounds of the cruel Camanches , Where her Canadian ...
Σελίδα 86
... Indian accent , All the tale of her love , with its pleasures , and pains , and reverses . Much Evangeline wept at the tale , and to know that another Hapless heart like her own had loved and had been disappointed . Moved to the depths ...
... Indian accent , All the tale of her love , with its pleasures , and pains , and reverses . Much Evangeline wept at the tale , and to know that another Hapless heart like her own had loved and had been disappointed . Moved to the depths ...
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Evangeline, a Tale [in Verse] Illustr. from Designs by J.E. Benham, B ... Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2018 |
Evangeline, a Tale [in Verse] Illustr. from Designs by J.E. Benham, B ... Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2018 |
Evangeline, a Tale [In Verse] Illustr. From Designs by J.E. Benham, B ... Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2022 |
Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
Acadian farmers Acadian peasants ACADIE accents aloft art thou barns Basil the blacksmith beautiful behold BENHAM BIRKET FOSTER blossom boat cattle cheer church churchyard darkness descended desert door Evangeline stood Evangeline's heart exile eyes face Father Felician flocks forest French Gabriel gazed gleamed golden green islands hand heard heaven herds horses hundred Indian inhabitants JANE JANE E JOHN GILBERT labour land light lips Loud maiden maize Majesty's Majesty's pleasure meadows meek Minas mingled moon morning neighbouring night notary notary public Nova Scotia numberless o'er oath of fidelity ocean Ozark Mountains passed patient paused plain-song prairies priest province René Leblanc river rose shade shadow shore silent Sister of Mercy slowly slumber sorrow soul sound spake spirit sunshine sweet tablets of stone thee thou Treaty of Utrecht Unto voice waited wandered weary whispered woodland words
Δημοφιλή αποσπάσματα
Σελίδα 11 - 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 11 - 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 16 - France, and since, as an heirloom, Handed down from mother to child through long generations. But a celestial brightness — a more ethereal beauty — Shone on her face and encircled her form, when, after confession, Homeward serenely she walked with God's benediction upon her. When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.
Σελίδα 65 - Soon were lost in a maze of sluggish and devious waters, Which, like a network of steel, extended in every direction. Over their heads the towering and tenebrous boughs of the cypress Met in a dusky arch, and trailing mosses in mid-air Waved like banners that hang on the walls of ancient cathedrals.
Σελίδα 15 - But their dwellings were open as day and the hearts of the owners ; There the richest was poor, and the poorest lived in abundance. Somewhat apart from the village, and nearer the Basin of Minas, Benedict Bellefontaine, the wealthiest farmer of Grand-Pre, Dwelt on his goodly acres ; and with him, directing his household, Gentle Evangeline lived, his child, and the pride of the village.
Σελίδα 97 - 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 13 - Lay in the fruitful valley. Vast meadows stretched to the eastward, Giving the village its name, and pasture to flocks without number.
Σελίδα 42 - Vain was the hope of escape ; and cries and fierce imprecations Rang through the house of prayer ; and high o'er the heads of the others Rose, with his arms uplifted, the figure of Basil the blacksmith, As, on a stormy sea, a spar is tossed by the billows.
Σελίδα 60 - Scattered were they, like flakes of snow, when the wind from the north-east 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 Southern savannas, — From the bleak shores of the sea to the lands where the Father of Waters Seizes the hills in his hands, and drags them down to the ocean, Deep in their sands to bury the seattered bones of the mammoth.
Σελίδα 97 - Distant and soft on her ear fell the chimes from the belfry of Christ Church, While, intermingled with these, across the meadows were wafted Sounds of psalms, that were sung by the Swedes in their church at Wicaco. Soft as descending wings fell the calm of the hour on her spirit; Something within her said, "At length thy trials are ended;" 1330 And, with light in her looks, she entered the chambers of sickness.