Evangeline, a Tale of AcadieCrane, 1904 - 116 pages |
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... River Mountains , Sierras . The tales of Mowis the bride- groom of snow , and of the fair Lilinau , enrich the poem with Indian legends . A similar touch is found in the weather forecast by the Indians ( 156 ) . What was their usual ...
... River Mountains , Sierras . The tales of Mowis the bride- groom of snow , and of the fair Lilinau , enrich the poem with Indian legends . A similar touch is found in the weather forecast by the Indians ( 156 ) . What was their usual ...
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... rivers that water the wood- lands , 10 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 ...
... rivers that water the wood- lands , 10 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 ...
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... rivers , and piling huge shadows together . Broader and ever broader it gleamed on the roofs of the village , Gleamed on the sky and the sea , and the ships that lay in the roadstead . Columns of shining smoke uprose , and flashes of ...
... rivers , and piling huge shadows together . Broader and ever broader it gleamed on the roofs of the village , Gleamed on the sky and the sea , and the ships that lay in the roadstead . Columns of shining smoke uprose , and flashes of ...
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... river . Such was the sound that arose on the night , as the herds and the horses Broke through their folds and fences , and madly rushed o'er the meadows . 635 Overwhelmed with the sight , yet speechless , the priest and the maiden ...
... river . Such was the sound that arose on the night , as the herds and the horses Broke through their folds and fences , and madly rushed o'er the meadows . 635 Overwhelmed with the sight , yet speechless , the priest and the maiden ...
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... River , Past the Ohio shore and past the mouth of the Wabash , Into the golden stream of the broad and swift Mississippi , Floated a cumbrous boat , that was rowed by Acadian boat- men . It was a band of exiles : a raft , as it were ...
... River , Past the Ohio shore and past the mouth of the Wabash , Into the golden stream of the broad and swift Mississippi , Floated a cumbrous boat , that was rowed by Acadian boat- men . It was a band of exiles : a raft , as it were ...
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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.