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... behold , as she stood with Naked snow - white feet on the gleaming floor of her chamber ! Little she dreamed that below , among the trees of the orchard , Waited her lover , and watched for the gleam of EVANGELINE . 15.
... behold , as she stood with Naked snow - white feet on the gleaming floor of her chamber ! Little she dreamed that below , among the trees of the orchard , Waited her lover , and watched for the gleam of EVANGELINE . 15.
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... feet of their children . Down sank the great red sun , and in golden , glimmering vapours Veiled the light of his face , like the Prophet descending from Sinai . Sweetly over the village the bell of the Angelus sounded . Meanwhile ...
... feet of their children . Down sank the great red sun , and in golden , glimmering vapours Veiled the light of his face , like the Prophet descending from Sinai . Sweetly over the village the bell of the Angelus sounded . Meanwhile ...
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... feet of a child on a threshold , Hushed by the scene he beholds , and the awful presence of sorrow . Silently , therefore , he laid his hand on the head of the maiden , Raising his eyes , full of tears , to the silent stars that above ...
... feet of a child on a threshold , Hushed by the scene he beholds , and the awful presence of sorrow . Silently , therefore , he laid his hand on the head of the maiden , Raising his eyes , full of tears , to the silent stars that above ...
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... feet a garden of flowers , and the bluest of heavens Bending above , and resting its dome on the walls of the forest . They who dwell there have named it the Eden of Louisiana . " And with these words of cheer they rose and continued ...
... feet a garden of flowers , and the bluest of heavens Bending above , and resting its dome on the walls of the forest . They who dwell there have named it the Eden of Louisiana . " And with these words of cheer they rose and continued ...
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... feet have trod this path to the prairie ! Ah ! how often thine eyes have looked on the woodlands around me ! Ah ! how often beneath this oak , returning from labour , Thou hast lain down to rest , and to dream of me in thy slumbers ...
... feet have trod this path to the prairie ! Ah ! how often thine eyes have looked on the woodlands around me ! Ah ! how often beneath this oak , returning from labour , Thou hast lain down to rest , and to dream of me in thy slumbers ...
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Страница 118 - Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought!
Страница 168 - it can follow the flight of song? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend. SONNETS. THE EVENING STAR. Lo! in the painted oriel of the West, Whose
Страница 103 - Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be; And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave On the Lake of Galilee. And fast through the midnight dark and drear, Through the whistling sleet and snow, Like a sheeted ghost, the vessel swept Towards the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful
Страница iii - but tradition remains of the beautiful village of Grand-Pre". PART THE FIRST. I. IN the Acadian land, on the shores of the Basin of Minas, Distant, secluded, still, the little village of Grand-Prd Lay in the fruitful valley. Vast meadows stretched to the east/ward, Giving the village its name, and pasture to flocks without
Страница 514 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night. Standing on what too long we bore With shoulders bent and downcast eyes, We may discern—unseen before— A path to higher destinies. Nor deem the irrevocable Past, As wholly wasted, wholly vain, THE PHANTOM SHIP. IN Mather's Magnalia
Страница 119 - 0 weary hearts! 0 slumbering eyes! O drooping souls, whose destinies Are fraught with fear and pain, Ye shall be loved again! No one is so accursed by fate, No one so utterly desolate, But some heart, though unknown, Responds unto his own;— Responds,—as if with unseen wings An angel touched its quivering strings;
Страница 94 - 0 Land! For all the broken-hearted The mildest herald by our fate allotted, Beckons, and with inverted torch doth stand To lead us with a gentle hand Into the land of the great Departed, Into the Silent Laud! L'ENVOI. YE voices, that arose After the evening's close, And whispered to my restless heart repose!
Страница 149 - To the dry grass and the drier grain How welcome is the rain! In the furrowed land The toilsome and patient oxen stand; Lifting the yoke-encumbered head, With their dilated nostrils spread, They silently inhale The clover-scented gale, And the vapours that arise From the well-watered and smoking soil For this rest in the furrow after toU
Страница 136 - Listening with a wild delight To the chimes that, through the night, Rang their changes from the Belfry Of that quaint old Flemish city. THE BELFRY OF BRUGES. IN the market-place of Bruges stands the belfry old and brown Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilded, still it watches o'er the
Страница 380 - Gumee, By the shining Big-Sea-Water Stood the wigwam of Nokomis, Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis. Dark behind it rose the forest, Rose the black and gloomy pine-trees. Rose the firs with cones upon them; Bright before it beat the water, Beat the clear and sunny water, Beat the shining Big-Sea-Water.