Evangeline, a Tale of AcadieCrane, 1904 - 116 pages |
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... maiden aunt . Sometimes the author may take extra pains with one of these , and cause him to rise out of the class into distinct individuality . Lastly , there is the mere figure who is not developed or even sketched , but simply ...
... maiden aunt . Sometimes the author may take extra pains with one of these , and cause him to rise out of the class into distinct individuality . Lastly , there is the mere figure who is not developed or even sketched , but simply ...
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... maidens sat in snow - white caps and in kirtles Scarlet and blue and green , with distaffs spinning the golden 40 Flax for the gossipping looms , whose noisy shuttles within doors Mingled their sound with the whir of the wheels and the ...
... maidens sat in snow - white caps and in kirtles Scarlet and blue and green , with distaffs spinning the golden 40 Flax for the gossipping looms , whose noisy shuttles within doors Mingled their sound with the whir of the wheels and the ...
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Reverend walked he among them ; and up rose matrons and maidens , 45 Hailing his slow approach with words of affectionate wel- come . Then came the laborers home from the field , and serenely the sun sank Down ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Reverend walked he among them ; and up rose matrons and maidens , 45 Hailing his slow approach with words of affectionate wel- come . Then came the laborers home from the field , and serenely the sun sank Down ...
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... maiden of seventeen summers ; Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside , 66 Black , yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed ...
... maiden of seventeen summers ; Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside , 66 Black , yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed ...
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... maiden . Silent she passed through the hall , and entered the door of her chamber . Simple that chamber was , with its curtains of white , and its clothes - press Ample and high , on whose spacious shelves were carefully folded 365 ...
... maiden . Silent she passed through the hall , and entered the door of her chamber . Simple that chamber was , with its curtains of white , and its clothes - press Ample and high , on whose spacious shelves were carefully folded 365 ...
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Acadian Acadie accents aloft Basil the black Basil the blacksmith beauty behold Bellefontaine Bethany College blossom boat Carthusian character cheer church dactyl dark descended desert door English Evangeline Evangeline's heart exile eyes face farmer Father Felician fever flowers forest primeval French gazed gleamed golden hand heard heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW herds herdsman hexameter horses household Indian labor Ladder of Jacob land Le Carillon light Lilinau lines lips Longfellow Loud maiden maize meadows midst morning Mowis neighboring ness night notary Nova Scotia o'er ocean odor Opelousas Ozark Mountains passed patience paused Plain-song poem poet prairies priest river rose Savannas shade shadow Shawnee ships shore silent Sister of Mercy slowly sorrow soul sound spake spirit spondee story sunshine sweet tale thee thou thought tide tion unto village of Grand-Pré voice wandered weary words youth
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Page 102 - 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 28 - ... from 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 44 - Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Page 103 - 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 103 - Died on his lips, and their motion revealed what his tongue would have spoken. Vainly he strove to rise; and Evangeline, kneeling beside him, Kissed his dying lips, and laid his head on her bosom. Sweet was the light of his eyes; but it suddenly sank into darkness, As when a lamp is blown out by a gust of wind at a casement.
Page 66 - 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 27 - 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 51 - Have you so soon forgotten all lessons of love and forgiveness? This is the house of the Prince of Peace, and would you profane it Thus with violent deeds and hearts overflowing with hatred?
Page 31 - Oft in the barns they climbed to the populous nests on the rafters, Seeking with eager eyes that wondrous stone, which the swallow Brings from the shore of the sea to restore the sight of its fledglings ; Lucky was he who found that stone in the nest of the swallow ! Thus passed a few swift years, and they no longer were children.
Page 75 - ... 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 treetops Shakes down the rattling rain in a crystal shower on the branches.