Evangeline, a tale [in verse] illustr. from designs by J.E. Benham, B. Foster, and J. Gilbert |
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... 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. EVANGELINE . 13.
... 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. EVANGELINE . 13.
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... descended . Lowing of cattle and peals of laughter were heard in the farmyard , Echoed back by the barns . Anon they sank into stillness ; Heavily closed , with a jarring sound , the valves of the barn - doors , Rattled the wooden bars ...
... descended . Lowing of cattle and peals of laughter were heard in the farmyard , Echoed back by the barns . Anon they sank into stillness ; Heavily closed , with a jarring sound , the valves of the barn - doors , Rattled the wooden bars ...
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... descended the words of the speaker . Silent a moment they stood in speechless wonder , and then rose Louder and ever louder a wail of sorrow and anger , And , by one impulse moved , they madly rushed to the doorway . Vain was the hope ...
... descended the words of the speaker . Silent a moment they stood in speechless wonder , and then rose Louder and ever louder a wail of sorrow and anger , And , by one impulse moved , they madly rushed to the doorway . Vain was the hope ...
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... descended Down from the church to the shore amid their wives and their daughters . Foremost the young men came ; and , raising together their voices , Sang they with tremulous lips a chant of the Catholic Missions : - " Sacred heart of ...
... descended Down from the church to the shore amid their wives and their daughters . Foremost the young men came ; and , raising together their voices , Sang they with tremulous lips a chant of the Catholic Missions : - " Sacred heart of ...
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... descended , the herds returned from their pastures ; Sweet was the moist still air with the odour of milk from their udders ; Lowing they waited , and long , at the well - known bars of the farmyard , - milkmaid . Silence reigned in the ...
... descended , the herds returned from their pastures ; Sweet was the moist still air with the odour of milk from their udders ; Lowing they waited , and long , at the well - known bars of the farmyard , - milkmaid . Silence reigned in the ...
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Evangeline, a Tale [in Verse] Illustr. from Designs by J.E. Benham, B ... Henry Wadsworth Longfellow No preview available - 2018 |
Evangeline, a Tale [in Verse] Illustr. from Designs by J.E. Benham, B ... Henry Wadsworth Longfellow No preview available - 2018 |
Evangeline, a Tale [In Verse] Illustr. From Designs by J.E. Benham, B ... Henry Wadsworth Longfellow No preview available - 2022 |
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Acadian farmers Acadian peasants ACADIE accents aloft art thou barns Basil the blacksmith beautiful behold BENHAM BIRKET FOSTER blossom boat cattle cheer church churchyard darkness descended desert door Evangeline stood Evangeline's heart exile eyes face Father Felician flocks forest French Gabriel gazed gleamed golden green islands hand heard heaven herds horses hundred Indian inhabitants JANE JANE E JOHN GILBERT labour land light lips Loud maiden maize Majesty's Majesty's pleasure meadows meek Minas mingled moon morning neighbouring night notary notary public Nova Scotia numberless o'er oath of fidelity ocean Ozark Mountains passed patient paused plain-song prairies priest province René Leblanc river rose shade shadow shore silent Sister of Mercy slowly slumber sorrow soul sound spake spirit sunshine sweet tablets of stone thee thou Treaty of Utrecht Unto voice waited wandered weary whispered woodland words
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Page 11 - 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?
Page 11 - 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 16 - 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 65 - 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 15 - But their dwellings were open as day and the hearts of the owners ; There the richest was poor, and the poorest lived in abundance. Somewhat apart from the village, and nearer the Basin of Minas, Benedict Bellefontaine, the wealthiest farmer of Grand-Pre, Dwelt on his goodly acres ; and with him, directing his household, Gentle Evangeline lived, his child, and the pride of the village.
Page 97 - 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.
Page 13 - Lay in the fruitful valley. Vast meadows stretched to the eastward, Giving the village its name, and pasture to flocks without number.
Page 42 - Vain was the hope of escape ; and cries and fierce imprecations Rang through the house of prayer ; and high o'er the heads of the others Rose, with his arms uplifted, the figure of Basil the blacksmith, As, on a stormy sea, a spar is tossed by the billows.
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.
Page 97 - Distant and soft on her ear fell the chimes from the belfry of Christ Church, While, intermingled with these, across the meadows were wafted Sounds of psalms, that were sung by the Swedes in their church at Wicaco. Soft as descending wings fell the calm of the hour on her spirit; Something within her said, "At length thy trials are ended;" 1330 And, with light in her looks, she entered the chambers of sickness.