Evangeline: A Tale of AcadieTicknor and Fields, 1854 - 163 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 9
... shores of the Basin of Minas , Distant , secluded , still , the little village of Grand- Pré Lay in the fruitful valley . stretched to the eastward , Vast meadows 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 . stretched to the eastward , Vast meadows Giving the village its name , and pasture to flocks without number ...
Σελίδα 21
... 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 23
... 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 inclem- ent 23 ...
... 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 inclem- ent 23 ...
Σελίδα 33
... 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 ...
Σελίδα 65
... 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 5 65 ...
... 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 5 65 ...
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Evangeline: A Tale Of Acadie, Volume 3 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2016 |
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Acadian accents answer ascended Basil beauty behold blacksmith blossoms boat cheer church Close darkness deep departed descended door dwellings Echoed entered Evangeline Evangeline's extended eyes face fair farmer Father fell fields fire flowers follow forest Gabriel garden gazed gleamed golden guides hand head heard heart heaven herds hope horses household labor land Laughed leaves light lips lived longer looked Loud maiden meadows midst moon morning Mountains neighbouring night o'er ocean odor once passed patient paused prairies priest rest returning river roof rose round seemed seen shade shadow ships shore side silent slowly smile sorrow soul sound spake spirit spread stood stream streets Suddenly sunshine sweet tale thee thou thought tide turned Unto village voice waited walls wander waved weary whispered wind
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Σελίδα 7 - Ye who believe in affection that hopes, and endures, and is patient, Ye who believe in the beauty and strength of woman's devotion, List to the mournful tradition, still sung by the pines of the forest; List to a Tale of Love in Acadie, home of the happy.
Σελίδα 59 - This is the house of the Prince of Peace, and would you profane it Thus with violent deeds and hearts overflowing with hatred? Lo! where the crucified Christ from his cross is gazing upon you! See! in those sorrowful eyes what meekness and holy compassion! Hark! how those lips still repeat the prayer, 'O Father, forgive them!
Σελίδα 89 - Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted ; If it enrich not the heart of another, its waters, returning Back to their springs, like the rain, shall fill them full of refreshment ; That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
Σελίδα 6 - 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? Where is the thatch-roofed village, the home of Acadian farmers, — Men whose lives glided on like rivers that water the woodlands, Darkened by shadows of earth, but reflecting an image of heaven...
Σελίδα 24 - Desolate northern bays to the 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 inclement. Bees, with prophetic instinct of want, had hoarded their honey Till the hives overflowed ; and the Indian hunters asserted Cold would the winter be, for thick was the fur of the foxes.
Σελίδα 37 - Sat astride on his nose, with a look of wisdom supernal. Father of twenty children was he, and more than a hundred Children's children rode on his knee, and heard his great watch tick.
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 she. Mingled their sound with the whir of the wheels and the songs of the maidens.
Σελίδα 57 - Flushed was his face and distorted with passion ; and wildly he shouted, — "Down with the tyrants of England ! we never have sworn them allegiance ! Death to these foreign soldiers, who seize on our homes and our harvests!
Σελίδα 163 - 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 answers the wail of the forest.
Σελίδα 12 - Mingled their sound with the whir of the wheels and the songs of the maidens. Solemnly down the street came the parish priest, and the children Paused in their play to kiss the hand he extended to bless them.