EvangelineAlden, 1892 - 98 pages A narrative poem about a bride who searches for her husband when they are separated after the British expel them from Nova Scotia. |
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... Basil the blacksmith , Who was a mighty man in the village , and honored of ali men ; • For since the birth of time , throughout all ages and nations , Has the craft of the smith been held in repute by the people . Basil was Benedict's ...
... Basil the blacksmith , Who was a mighty man in the village , and honored of ali men ; • For since the birth of time , throughout all ages and nations , Has the craft of the smith been held in repute by the people . Basil was Benedict's ...
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Basil was Benedict's friend . Their children from earliest childhood Grew up together as ... Basil the black- smith . " There at the door they stood , with wondering eyes to behold him Take in his leathern lap ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Basil was Benedict's friend . Their children from earliest childhood Grew up together as ... Basil the black- smith . " There at the door they stood , with wondering eyes to behold him Take in his leathern lap ...
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... , and the door swung back on its hinges . Benedict knew by the hob - nailed shoes it was Basil the blacksmith , And by her beating heart Evangeline knew who was with him . " Welcome ! " the farmer exclaimed , as their EVANGELINE . 27.
... , and the door swung back on its hinges . Benedict knew by the hob - nailed shoes it was Basil the blacksmith , And by her beating heart Evangeline knew who was with him . " Welcome ! " the farmer exclaimed , as their EVANGELINE . 27.
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... Basil , my friend ! Come , take thy place on the settle Close by the chimney - side , which is always empty without thee ; Take from the shelf overhead thy pipe and the box of tobacco ; Never so much thyself art thou as when through the ...
... Basil , my friend ! Come , take thy place on the settle Close by the chimney - side , which is always empty without thee ; Take from the shelf overhead thy pipe and the box of tobacco ; Never so much thyself art thou as when through the ...
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... Basil the black- smith , Knocked from his pipe the ashes , and slowly extending his right hand , " Father Leblanc , " he exclaimed , " thou hast heard the talk ir , the village , And , perchance , canst tell us some news of these ships ...
... Basil the black- smith , Knocked from his pipe the ashes , and slowly extending his right hand , " Father Leblanc , " he exclaimed , " thou hast heard the talk ir , the village , And , perchance , canst tell us some news of these ships ...
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Acadian farmers Acadian peasants accents aloft anon art thou barns Basil the black Basil the blacksmith beautiful behold Bellefontaine BIRKET FOSTER blossom boat cheer church CROESUS dark descended desert door Evangeline stood Evangeline's heart eyes face filled flax flocks forest Gabriel garden gazed gleamed golden green islands hand HARVARD COLLEGE heard heaven herds herdsman horses JOHN GILBERT kirtles labor land Laughed light lips Loud maiden maize meadows meek Merrily mingled moon morning nearer night notary notary public numberless o'er ocean odor Opelousas Ozark Mountains passed patient paused Port Royal prairies priest river roof rose shade shadow Shawnee shore silent Sister of Mercy slowly slumber smile snow-white sorrow soul sound spake spirit Suddenly sunshine sweet swift boat thee thou tide tremulous Unto village of Grand-Pré voice waited walls of heaven wandered weary whispered wind words
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Page 11 - 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.
Page 22 - 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!
Page 12 - 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...
Page 56 - When on the falling tide the freighted vessels departed, Bearing a nation, with all its household gods, into exile, Exile without an end, and without an example in story. Far asunder, on separate coasts, the Acadians landed ; Scattered were they, like flakes of snow, when the wind from the northeast Strikes aslant through the fogs that darken the Banks of Newfoundland.
Page 70 - 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...
Page 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.
Page 62 - Waved like banners that hang on the walls of ancient cathedrals. Deathlike the silence seemed, and unbroken, save by the herons Home to their roosts in the cedar-trees returning at sunset, Or by the owl, as he greeted the moon with demoniac laughter. Lovely the moonlight was as it glanced and gleamed on the water...
Page 62 - ... their shadowy crests, they swept with the current, Then emerged into broad lagoons, where silvery sand-bars Lay in the stream, and along the wimpling waves of their margin, Shining with snow-white plumes, large flocks of pelicans waded. Level the landscape grew, and along the shores of the river, Shaded by china-trees, in the midst of luxuriant gardens, Stood the houses of planters, with negro-cabins and dovecots. They were approaching the region where reigns perpetual summer, Where through the...
Page 42 - Echoed the sound of their brazen drums from ceiling and casement, — Echoed a moment only, and slowly the ponderous portal Closed, and in silence the crowd awaited the -will of the soldiers. Then uprose their commander, and spake from the steps of the altar, Holding aloft in his hands, with its seals, the royal commission. " You are convened this day," he said,
Page 31 - 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.