Evangeline: A Tale of AcadieKent and Richards, 1848 - 122 pages |
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... the golden Flax for the gossiping looms , whose noisy shuttles within doors Mingled their sound with the whir of the wheels and the songs of the maidens . Solemnly down the street came the parish priest , and 6 EVANGELINE .
... the golden Flax for the gossiping looms , whose noisy shuttles within doors Mingled their sound with the whir of the wheels and the songs of the maidens . Solemnly down the street came the parish priest , and 6 EVANGELINE .
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A Tale of Acadie Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Solemnly down the street came the parish priest , and the children Paused in their play to kiss the hand he extended to bless them . Reverend walked he among them ; and up rose matrons and ...
A Tale of Acadie Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Solemnly down the street came the parish priest , and the children Paused in their play to kiss the hand he extended to bless them . Reverend walked he among them ; and up rose matrons and ...
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... priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation , and scatters bles- sings 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 ...
... priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation , and scatters bles- sings 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 ...
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... Priest and pedagogue both in the village , had taught them their letters Out of the selfsame book , with the hymns of the church and the plain - song . But when the hymn was sung , and the daily lesson completed , Swiftly they hurried ...
... Priest and pedagogue both in the village , had taught them their letters Out of the selfsame book , with the hymns of the church and the plain - song . But when the hymn was sung , and the daily lesson completed , Swiftly they hurried ...
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... at interval ceases , Footfalls are heard in the aisles , or words of the priest at the altar , So , in each pause of the song , with measured motion the clock clicked . Thus as they sat , there were footsteps heard , 21 EVANGELINE .
... at interval ceases , Footfalls are heard in the aisles , or words of the priest at the altar , So , in each pause of the song , with measured motion the clock clicked . Thus as they sat , there were footsteps heard , 21 EVANGELINE .
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Acadian farmers Acadie accents almshouse aloft anon answer art thou Basil the blacksmith beautiful behold Bellefontaine blossom boat cattle cheer church darkness descended desert door Druids Evangeline stood Evangeline's heart eyes face farm-yard Father Felician Filled flax flocks flowers footsteps French Gabriel garden gazed gleamed golden hand heard heaven herds herdsman horses household hundred Indian kirtles land Leblanc light lips Loud maiden maize Majesty's meadows meek mingled moon morning neighbouring night notary notary public Nova Scotia o'er oars ocean old French Opelousas Ozark Mountains passed Patience paused Port Royal prairies priest river roof rose seemed shade shadow Shawnee shore silent slowly slumber smile snow-white sorrow soul sound spake spirit sunshine sweet tankard thee thou thought tide tremulous Unto village of Grand-Pré voice waited wander weary whispered wigwam wind woodlands words
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Page 3 - 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.
Page 6 - West and south there were fields of flax, and orchards and cornfields Spreading afar and unfenced o'er the plain ; and away to the northward Blomidon rose, and the forests old, and aloft on the mountains Sea-fogs pitched their tents, and mists from the mighty Atlantic Looked on the happy valley, but ne'er from their station descended. There, in the midst of its farms, reposed the Acadian village. Strongly built were the houses, with frames of oak and of chestnut, Such as the peasants of Normandy...
Page 10 - 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 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.
Page 42 - Spake he, as, after the tocsin's alarum, distinctly the clock strikes : "What is this that ye do, my children? what madness has seized you? Forty years of my life have I labored among you, and taught you, Not in word alone, but in deed, to love one another ! Is this the fruit of my toils, of my vigils and prayers and privations?
Page 44 - Hark ! how those lips still repeat the prayer, ' O Father, forgive them ! ' Let us repeat that prayer in the hour when the wicked assail us, Let us repeat it now, and say,
Page 118 - But, as he lay in the morning light, his face for a moment Seemed to assume once more the forms of its earlier manhood; 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...
Page 8 - Rose from a hundred hearths, the homes of peace and contentment. Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers, — Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics. Neither locks had they to their doors, nor bars to their windows ; But their dwellings were open as day and the hearts of the owners ; There the richest was poor, and the poorest lived in abundance.
Page 48 - Soon o'er the yellow fields, in silent and mournful procession, Came from the neighboring hamlets and farms the Acadian women, Driving in ponderous wains their household goods to the seashore...
Page 72 - Swinging from its great arms, the trumpet-flower and the grapevine 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.
Page 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.