American Poems: Longfellow: Whittier: Bryant: Holmes: Lowell: EmersonHoughton, Mifflin, 1879 - 455 pages |
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... River Charles , which may be compared with his recent Three Friends of Mine , IV . , V .; in A Gleam of Sun- shine , To a Child , The Day is Done , The Fire of Driftwood , Resignation , The Open Window , The Ladder of St. Augustine , My ...
... River Charles , which may be compared with his recent Three Friends of Mine , IV . , V .; in A Gleam of Sun- shine , To a Child , The Day is Done , The Fire of Driftwood , Resignation , The Open Window , The Ladder of St. Augustine , My ...
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... River , and the Eng- lish government exercised only a nominal control over them .. It was not until 1749 that the English themselves began to make settlements in the coun- try , and that year they laid the foundations of the town of ...
... River , and the Eng- lish government exercised only a nominal control over them .. It was not until 1749 that the English themselves began to make settlements in the coun- try , and that year they laid the foundations of the town of ...
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... River Canard , etc. , 66 as well ancient as young men and lads , " a proclamation summoning all the males to attend him in the church at Grand - Pré on the 5th instant , to hear a communication which the governor had sent . As there had ...
... River Canard , etc. , 66 as well ancient as young men and lads , " a proclamation summoning all the males to attend him in the church at Grand - Pré on the 5th instant , to hear a communication which the governor had sent . As there had ...
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... rivers that water the woodlands , Darkened by shadows of earth , but reflecting an image of heaven ? Waste are those pleasant farms , and the farmers forever departed ! Scattered like dust and leaves , when the mighty blasts of October ...
... rivers that water the woodlands , Darkened by shadows of earth , but reflecting an image of heaven ? Waste are those pleasant farms , and the farmers forever departed ! Scattered like dust and leaves , when the mighty blasts of October ...
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... Port Royal , afterward called Annapo- lis Royal , at the outlet of Annapolis River into the Bay of Fundy , had been disputed ground , being occupied alternately by French 250 Many already have fled to the forest , and EVANGELINE . 29.
... Port Royal , afterward called Annapo- lis Royal , at the outlet of Annapolis River into the Bay of Fundy , had been disputed ground , being occupied alternately by French 250 Many already have fled to the forest , and EVANGELINE . 29.
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Page 354 - And what is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might. An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Page 17 - Hearty and hale was he, an oak that is covered with snow-flakes; White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oak-leaves.
Page 15 - 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.
Page 354 - The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves. And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives ; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings ; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of nature which song is the best...
Page 187 - Tis of the wave and not the rock ; ,Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar. In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea ! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Page 36 - Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Page 279 - Oft when the wine in his glass was red, He longed for the wayside well instead; And closed his eyes on his garnished rooms, To dream of meadows and clover-blooms. And the proud man sighed, with a secret pain, "Ah, that I were free again!
Page 192 - Littered the stalls, and from the mows Raked down the herd's-grass for the cows ; Heard the horse whinnying for his corn ; And, sharply clashing horn on horn, Impatient down the stanchion rows The cattle shake their walnut bows...
Page 18 - 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 17 - Softly the Angelus sounded, and over the roofs of the village Columns of pale blue smoke, like clouds of incense ascending, 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.