EvangelineHoughton, Mifflin and Company, 1883 - 102 pages |
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... and other poems . An interesting study of Mr. Longfellow's writings will be found in a paper by W. D. Howells , in the North American Review , vol . civ . EVANGELINE : A TALE OF ACADIE . HISTORICAL INTRODUCTION . BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH. ...
... and other poems . An interesting study of Mr. Longfellow's writings will be found in a paper by W. D. Howells , in the North American Review , vol . civ . EVANGELINE : A TALE OF ACADIE . HISTORICAL INTRODUCTION . BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH. ...
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. EVANGELINE : A TALE OF ACADIE . HISTORICAL INTRODUCTION . [ THE country now known as Nova Scotia , and called formerly Acadie by the French , was in the hands of the French and English by turns until the year ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. EVANGELINE : A TALE OF ACADIE . HISTORICAL INTRODUCTION . [ THE country now known as Nova Scotia , and called formerly Acadie by the French , was in the hands of the French and English by turns until the year ...
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... history was published in 1829. A later history , which takes advantage more freely of historical documents , is A History of Nova Scotia , or Acadie , by Beamish Murdock , Esq . , Q. C. , Halifa 1866 Still more recent is a smaller ...
... history was published in 1829. A later history , which takes advantage more freely of historical documents , is A History of Nova Scotia , or Acadie , by Beamish Murdock , Esq . , Q. C. , Halifa 1866 Still more recent is a smaller ...
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... Historical Society of Quebec , New Series , part 7 , 1870 , entitled Evangeline and the Archives of Nova Sco- tia , in which he examines the poem by the light of the vol ume of Nova Scotia Archives , edited by T. B. Akins . The sketches ...
... Historical Society of Quebec , New Series , part 7 , 1870 , entitled Evangeline and the Archives of Nova Sco- tia , in which he examines the poem by the light of the vol ume of Nova Scotia Archives , edited by T. B. Akins . The sketches ...
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... History of Acadia , pp . 282 , 283. An excel- lent account of dikes and the flooding of lowlands , as practised in Holland , may be found in A Farmer's Vacation , by George E. Waring , Jr. 29. Blomidon is a mountainous headland of red ...
... History of Acadia , pp . 282 , 283. An excel- lent account of dikes and the flooding of lowlands , as practised in Holland , may be found in A Farmer's Vacation , by George E. Waring , Jr. 29. Blomidon is a mountainous headland of red ...
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Acadian accent aloft angel Annapolis River ascending Basil the blacksmith Bay of Fundy beautiful beheld boat Carillon de Dunkerque Carthusian cents cheer church darkness denotes the sound descend door English Evangeline Evangeline's heart eyes face farmer Father Felician flowers forest France French gleamed golden Golden Legend hand Hawthorne's heard heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW herds herdsman hexameter HOUGHTON Indian Isaac de Razilli kirtle labor land Le Carillon light linen covers lips Longfellow's Loud maiden meadows meek Minas Basin morning night notary Nova Scotia o'er ocean odor Ozark Mountains passed paused poems prairies priest Reader Grade river roof rose shade shadow shine shore silent Silphium laciniatum slowly slumber smile song Song of Hiawatha sorrow soul spake spirit story streets sweet thee thou Unto village of Grand-Pré voice volume vowel wandered weary Winslow woodland words
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Page 100 - Dwells another race, with other customs and language. 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...
Page 15 - Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, 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.
Page 99 - 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 ! And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to her bosom, Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured,
Page 14 - 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.
Page 59 - 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.
Page 91 - Faded was she and old, when in disappointment it ended. Each succeeding year stole something away from her beauty, Leaving behind it, broader and deeper, the gloom and the shadow. Then there appeared and spread faint streaks of gray o'er her forehead, Dawn of another life, that broke o'er her earthly horizon, As in the eastern sky the first faint streaks of the morning.
Page 12 - 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. 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,...
Page 62 - Soon were lost in a maze of sluggish and devious waters, Which, like a network of steel, extended in every direction. Over their heads the towering and tenebrous boughs of the cypress Met in a dusky arch, and trailing mosses in mid-air Waved like banners that hang on the walls of ancient cathedrals.
Page 97 - On the pallet before her was stretched the form of an old man. Long, and thin, and gray were the locks that shaded his temples...
Page 13 - 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 Mingled their sounds with the whir of the wheels and the songs of the maidens.