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Angel answered arrows Bear beautiful behold beneath branches breath called close coming cried darkness dead death departed door earth ELSIE entered eyes face fall father fear feet fell fire flowers follow forest FRIAR give grave guests hand head hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha King land Laughing leaves light listen living lodge look LUCIFER maiden meadow mighty moon morning mountains Mudjekeewis never night Nokomis o'er once pass Pau-Puk-Keewis prairie PRINCE HENRY rest rise river rose round rushes Sang seemed shadows shining silent singing sleep slowly song sorrow soul sound spake speak Spirit stand Star stood strong sunshine sweet Take thee things thou thought Till village voice waited walked whispered wigwam wild wind women wonder young youth
Page 245 - Saw the moon rise from the water Rippling, rounding from the water, Saw the flecks and shadows on it, Whispered, "What is that, Nokomis ?" And the good Nokomis answered : " Once a warrior, very angry, Seized his grandmother, and threw her Up into the sky at midnight ; Right against the moon he threw her ; 'T is her body that you see there." Saw the rainbow in the heaven, In the eastern sky, the rainbow, Whispered,
Page 76 - 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 233 - Ye who love a nation's legends, Love the ballads of a people, That like voices from afar off Call to us to pause and listen, Speak in tones so plain and childlike Scarcely can the ear distinguish Whether they are sung or spoken...
Page 50 - ... music, That the whole air and the woods and the waves seemed silent to listen. Plaintive at first were the tones and sad : then soaring to madness Seemed they to follow or guide the revel of frenzied Bacchantes. Single notes were then heard, in sorrowful, low lamentation ; Till, having gathered them all, he flung them abroad in derision, As when, after a storm, a gust of wind through the tree-tops Shakes down the rattling rain in a crystal shower on the branches.
Page 71 - Patience and abnegation of self, and devotion to others, This was the lesson a life of trial and sorrow had taught her. So was her love diffused, but, like to some odorous spices, Suffered no waste nor loss, though filling the air with aroma. Other hope had she none, nor wish in life, but to follow Meekly, with reverent steps, the sacred feet of her Saviour.
Page 236 - I am weary of your quarrels, Weary of your wars and bloodshed. Weary of your prayers for vengeance, Of your wranglings and dissensions ; All your strength is in your union, All your danger is in discord ; Therefore be at peace henceforward, And as brothers live together.
Page 12 - Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light ; and the landscape Lay as if new-created in all the freshness of childhood. Peace seemed to reign upon earth, and the restless heart of the ocean Was for a moment consoled. All sounds were in harmony blended.
Page 6 - Over the basement below protected and shaded the doorway. 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.
Page 70 - Saw at his side only one of all his hundred descendants. Something at least there was in the friendly streets of the city, Something that spake to her heart, and made her no longer a stranger; And her ear was pleased with the Thee and Thou of the Quakers, For it recalled the past, the old Acadian country, Where all men were equal, and all were brothers and sisters.
Page 246 - Of all beasts he learned the language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How the beavers built their lodges, Where the squirrels hid their acorns, How the reindeer ran so swiftly, Why the rabbit was so timid, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them "Hiawatha's Brothers.