Evangeline, a Tale of AcadieT. Y Crowell, 1893 - 181 σελίδες The poem follows an Acadian girl named Evangeline and her search for her lost love Gabriel, set during the time of the Expulsion of the Acadians. |
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Σελίδα xxxix
... shores of Time each leaves some trace of its passage , Tho ' the succeeding wave washes it out from the sand . " On the second of December , the following year , he began his Puritan pastoral , " The Courtship of Miles Standish ...
... shores of Time each leaves some trace of its passage , Tho ' the succeeding wave washes it out from the sand . " On the second of December , the following year , he began his Puritan pastoral , " The Courtship of Miles Standish ...
Σελίδα 7
... shores of the Basin of Minas , Distant , secluded , still , the little village of Grand- Pré Lay in the fruitful valley . Vast meadows stretched to the eastward , Giving the village its name , and pasture to flocks without number ...
... shores of the Basin of Minas , Distant , secluded , still , the little village of Grand- Pré Lay in the fruitful valley . Vast meadows stretched to the eastward , Giving the village its name , and pasture to flocks without number ...
Σελίδα 19
... shore of the sea to restore the sight of its fledglings ; Lucky was he who found that stone in the nest of the swallow ! Thus passed a few swift years , and they no longer were children . He was a valiant youth , and his face , like the ...
... shore of the sea to restore the sight of its fledglings ; Lucky was he who found that stone in the nest of the swallow ! Thus passed a few swift years , and they no longer were children . He was a valiant youth , and his face , like the ...
Σελίδα 21
... shores of tropical islands . Harvests were gathered in ; and wild with the winds of September Wrestled the trees of the forest , as Jacob of old with the angel . All the signs foretold a winter long and in- clement . Bees , with ...
... shores of tropical islands . Harvests were gathered in ; and wild with the winds of September Wrestled the trees of the forest , as Jacob of old with the angel . All the signs foretold a winter long and in- clement . Bees , with ...
Σελίδα 31
... shores . Perhaps the harvests in England By the untimely rains or untimelier heat have been blighted , And from our bursting barns they would feed their cattle and children . " " Not so thinketh the folk in the village , " said , warmly ...
... shores . Perhaps the harvests in England By the untimely rains or untimelier heat have been blighted , And from our bursting barns they would feed their cattle and children . " " Not so thinketh the folk in the village , " said , warmly ...
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Acadian ACADIE Alexander Everett aloft barns Basil the blacksmith beautiful behold boat cattle cheer church darkness delightful descended desert diary English Evangeline Evangeline's heart exile eyes face farmer father filled flocks flowers forest French Gabriel gleamed golden Golden Legend Grand-Pré hand heard heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW herds Hexameter hundred Indians Kalevala labor land light lips lived Longfellow loud maiden Majesty's meadows morning neighboring night notary Nova Scotia o'er ocean Ozark Mountains passed Peleg Wadsworth pleasant poem poetry Portland prairies Pré priest province René Leblanc river roof rose seemed shade shadow shore silent Sister of Mercy slowly smoke song sorrow soul sound spake Spanish Stephen Longfellow stood stream sunshine sweet thee thou thought thousand tides Treaty of Utrecht unto verse village voice Wadsworth wander weary whispered wind woodlands words wrote Zilpah
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Σελίδα 15 - ... 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, Down the long street she passed, with her chaplet of beads and her missal, Wearing her Norman cap, and her kirtle of blue, and the ear-rings, Brought in the olden time from 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...
Σελίδα 2 - 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 148 - So are wont to be changed the faces of those who are dying. Hot and red on his lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign, and pass over. Motionless, senseless, dying, he lay, and his spirit exhausted Seemed to be sinking down through infinite depths in the darkness, Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking.
Σελίδα xxxiv - 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 147 - 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 9 - Dikes, that the hands of the farmers had raised with labor incessant, Shut out the turbulent tides; but at stated seasons the flood-gates Opened, and welcomed the sea to wander at will o'er the meadows.
Σελίδα xxiv - Look not mournfully into the Past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the Present. It is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy Future, without fear, and with a manly heart.
Σελίδα 14 - Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noon-tide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden.
Σελίδα 54 - I know must be grievous. Yet must I bow and obey, and deliver the will of our monarch ; Namely, that all your lands, and dwellings, and cattle of all kinds Forfeited be to the crown; and that you yourselves from this province Be transported to other lands. God grant you may dwell there Ever as faithful subjects, a happy and peaceable people ! Prisoners now I declare you ; for such is his Majesty's pleasure...
Σελίδα 83 - Long among them was seen a maiden who waited and wandered, Lowly and meek in spirit, and patiently suffering all things. Fair was she and young ; but, alas ! before her extended, Dreary and vast and silent, the desert of life...