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Σελίδα 58
... Thinking the day had dawned ; and anon the lowing of cattle Came on the evening breeze , by the barking of dogs interrupted . Then rose a sound of dread , such as startles the sleeping encampments Far in the western prairies or forests ...
... Thinking the day had dawned ; and anon the lowing of cattle Came on the evening breeze , by the barking of dogs interrupted . Then rose a sound of dread , such as startles the sleeping encampments Far in the western prairies or forests ...
Σελίδα 84
... Thinking ever of thee , uncertain and sorrowful ever , Ever silent , or speaking only of thee and his troubles , He at length had become so tedious to men and to maidens , Tedious even to me , that at length I bethought me , and sent ...
... Thinking ever of thee , uncertain and sorrowful ever , Ever silent , or speaking only of thee and his troubles , He at length had become so tedious to men and to maidens , Tedious even to me , that at length I bethought me , and sent ...
Σελίδα 142
... thinking of you , as I sat there singing and spinning . " Awkward and dumb with delight , that a thought of him had been mingled Thus in the sacred psalm , that came from the heart of the maiden , Silent before her he stood , and gave ...
... thinking of you , as I sat there singing and spinning . " Awkward and dumb with delight , that a thought of him had been mingled Thus in the sacred psalm , that came from the heart of the maiden , Silent before her he stood , and gave ...
Σελίδα 143
... thinking all day , " said gently the Puritan maiden , “ Dreaming all night , and thinking all day , THE LOVER'S ERRAND . 143.
... thinking all day , " said gently the Puritan maiden , “ Dreaming all night , and thinking all day , THE LOVER'S ERRAND . 143.
Σελίδα 144
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. “ Dreaming all night , and thinking all day , of the hedge - rows of England , - They are in blossom now , and the country is all like a garden ; Thinking of lanes and fields , and the song of the lark and the ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. “ Dreaming all night , and thinking all day , of the hedge - rows of England , - They are in blossom now , and the country is all like a garden ; Thinking of lanes and fields , and the song of the lark and the ...
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The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Author's Pocket-Vol. Ed Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2016 |
The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Author's Pocket-Vol. Ed Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2016 |
The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Author's Pocket-Vol. Ed Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2016 |
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Acadian answer arms Basil beautiful beheld breath Bright Captain church Close cloth darkness departed descended door ended entered Evangeline eyes face fair farmer Father feeling feet fell fields fire flowers follow forest friendship Gabriel garden gleamed golden grave hand head heard heart heaven herds hope household Indian John Alden labour land laughed leaves light lips lived looked loud maiden meadows Miles Standish mist morning night o'er ocean once passed paused Plymouth prairies priest Priscilla Puritan repeated rest returned river roof rose round rushed sacred sail seat seemed shadow shore side silent slowly smile sorrow soul sound spake speak spirit stood street Suddenly sunshine sweet talk things Thinking thought tide turned village voice waited walls wandered wind window winter women
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Σελίδα 8 - 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 19 - Oft in the barns they climbed to the populous nests on the rafters, Seeking with eager eyes that wondrous stone, which the swallow Brings from 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!
Σελίδα 119 - All was ended now, the hope, and the fear, and the sorrow, All the aching of heart, the restless unsatisfied longing, All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience 1 And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to her bosom, Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured,
Σελίδα 116 - 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. On the pallet before her was stretched the form of an old man. Long, and thin...
Σελίδα 121 - IN the Old Colony days, in Plymouth the land of the Pilgrims, To and fro in a room of his simple and primitive dwelling, Clad in doublet and hose, and boots of Cordovan leather, Strode, with a martial air, Miles Standish the Puritan Captain.
Σελίδα 78 - ... 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 abroad in derision, As when, after a storm, a gust of wind through the tree-tops Shakes down the rattling rain in...
Σελίδα 109 - V. fN that delightful land which is washed by the Delaware's waters, Guarding in sylvan shades the name of Penn the apostle, Stands on the banks of its beautiful stream the city he founded. There all the air is balm, and the peach is the emblem of beauty, And the streets still reecho the names of the trees of the forest, As if they fain would appease the Dryads whose haunts they molested.
Σελίδα 74 - Hung their ladder of ropes aloft like the ladder of Jacob, On whose pendulous stairs the angels ascending, descending, Were the swift humming-birds, that flitted from blossom to blossom. Such was the vision Evangeline saw as she slumbered beneath it. Filled was her heart with love, and the dawn of an opening heaven Lighted her soul in sleep with the glory of regions celestial.
Σελίδα 62 - Scattered were they, like flakes of snow, when the 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 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 scattered bones of the mammoth.
Σελίδα 77 - There the long-wandering bride shall be given again to her bridegroom, There the long-absent pastor regain his flock and his sheepfold. Beautiful is the land, with its prairies and forests of fruit-trees ; Under the feet a garden of flowers, and the bluest of heavens Bending above, and resting its dome on the walls of the forest. They who dwell there have named it the Eden of Louisiana.