Practical Grammar, Based Upon the Text of Longfellow's "Evangeline" and a Selection from Prescott's "Conquest of Mexico,"Lothrop Publishing Company, 1903 - 361 pages |
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... leaves grew side by side throughout the long , golden summer , catching the same sunlight and rustling in the same breezes . What happened to these companion leaves when the frosts and winds of October came ? 7. You read in your history ...
... leaves grew side by side throughout the long , golden summer , catching the same sunlight and rustling in the same breezes . What happened to these companion leaves when the frosts and winds of October came ? 7. You read in your history ...
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... leaves , when the mighty blasts of October Seize them , and whirl them aloft , and sprinkle them far o'er the ocean . Naught but tradition remains of the beautiful village of Grand- Pré . 10 15 Every moment of our waking hours we are ...
... leaves , when the mighty blasts of October Seize them , and whirl them aloft , and sprinkle them far o'er the ocean . Naught but tradition remains of the beautiful village of Grand- Pré . 10 15 Every moment of our waking hours we are ...
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... leaves grew side by side throughout the long , golden summer , catching the same sunlight and rustling in the same breezes . What happened to these companion leaves when the frosts and winds of October came ? 7. You read in your history ...
... leaves grew side by side throughout the long , golden summer , catching the same sunlight and rustling in the same breezes . What happened to these companion leaves when the frosts and winds of October came ? 7. You read in your history ...
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... leaves . 9. The mighty blasts of October whirl the leaves aloft . 10. They are sprinkled far o'er the ocean . 11. Naught remains . 12. The beautiful village of Grand - Pré has been destroyed . THE VILLAGE OF GRAND - PRÉ In the Acadian ...
... leaves . 9. The mighty blasts of October whirl the leaves aloft . 10. They are sprinkled far o'er the ocean . 11. Naught remains . 12. The beautiful village of Grand - Pré has been destroyed . THE VILLAGE OF GRAND - PRÉ In the Acadian ...
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... leaves . 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 ...
... leaves . 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 ...
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Page 3 - 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 17 - 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 7 - 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 17 - 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 301 - And with them the being beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine ; And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
Page 182 - Then there escaped from her lips a cry of such terrible anguish, That the dying heard it, and started up from their pillows. 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 183 - 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 9 - 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 sound with the whir of the wheels and the songs of the maidens.
Page 112 - 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 118 - 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.