Longfellow's Evangeline: kritische ausgabe mit einleitung, untersuchungen über die geschichte des englischen hexameters und anmerkungenC. Winter, 1905 - 177 pages |
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Page 55
... returned , when the nights grow colder and longer , And the retreating sun the sign of the Scorpion enters . Birds of passage sailed through the leaden air , from the 150 ice - bound , Desolate northern bays to the shores of tropical ...
... returned , when the nights grow colder and longer , And the retreating sun the sign of the Scorpion enters . Birds of passage sailed through the leaden air , from the 150 ice - bound , Desolate northern bays to the shores of tropical ...
Page 57
... returned the wains from the marshes , Laden with briny hay , that filled the air with its odor . Cheerily neighed the steeds , with dew on their manes and their fetlocks , While aloft on their shoulders the wooden and ponder- ous ...
... returned the wains from the marshes , Laden with briny hay , that filled the air with its odor . Cheerily neighed the steeds , with dew on their manes and their fetlocks , While aloft on their shoulders the wooden and ponder- ous ...
Page 78
... returned to the tenantles house of her father . 515 Smouldered the fire on the hearth , on the board was the supper untasted . Empty and drear was each room , and haunted with phantoms of terror . Sadly echoed her step on the stair and ...
... returned to the tenantles house of her father . 515 Smouldered the fire on the hearth , on the board was the supper untasted . Empty and drear was each room , and haunted with phantoms of terror . Sadly echoed her step on the stair and ...
Page 82
... returned from their pastures ; Sweet was the moist still air with the odor of milk from their udders ; Lowing they waited , and long , at the well - known bars of the farm - yard , - Waited and looked in vain for the voice and the 82 ...
... returned from their pastures ; Sweet was the moist still air with the odor of milk from their udders ; Lowing they waited , and long , at the well - known bars of the farm - yard , - Waited and looked in vain for the voice and the 82 ...
Page 87
... returning tide , that afar from the waste of the ocean , With the first dawn of the day , came heaving and hurrying landward . Then recommenced once more the stir and noise of em- barking ; And with the ebb of the tide the ships sailed ...
... returning tide , that afar from the waste of the ocean , With the first dawn of the day , came heaving and hurrying landward . Then recommenced once more the stir and noise of em- barking ; And with the ebb of the tide the ships sailed ...
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Longfellow's Evangeline: Kritische Ausgabe mit Einleitung, Untersuchungen ... Henry Wadsworth Longfellow No preview available - 2018 |
Longfellow's Evangeline: Kritische Ausgabe mit Einleitung, Untersuchungen ... Henry Wadsworth Longfellow No preview available - 2018 |
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Page 45 - 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, but...
Page 47 - 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 137 - And when the men of that place had knowledge of him, they sent out into all that country round about, and brought unto him all that were diseased; 36 And besought him that they might only touch the hem of his garment: and as many as touched were made perfectly whole.
Page 98 - 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.
Page 122 - IN 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.
Page 48 - Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation, and scatters blessings upon them...
Page 89 - 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 127 - 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 127 - Many a languid head, upraised as Evangeline entered, Turned on its pillow of pain to gaze while she passed, for her presence Fell on their hearts like a ray of the sun on the walls of a prison.
Page 130 - Still stands the forest primeval ; but under the shade of its branches 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...