Evangeline: A Tale of AcadieHoughton, Mifflin, 1893 - 157 pages |
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Acadian peasants ACADIE accents aloft Angelus sounded Anon art thou ascending Basil the blacksmith beauty behold belfry boat cheer churchyard darkened darkness descended dian farmers door Echoed embers Evangeline stood Evangeline's heart eyes face farmer of Grand-Pré Father Felician flocks forest primeval FOUNDATIONS B L Gabriel garden Gaspereau's mouth gazed gleamed glided golden hand heard heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW herds household labor land LENOX AND TILDEN light lips Loud maiden maize meadows midst morning neighboring night notary notary public o'er ocean odor Opelousas Ozark Mountains passed patient paused prairies priest PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR river roofs rose shade shadow Shawnee ships shore silent slowly slumber smile snow-white sorrow soul spake spirit sunshine sweet thee thou thought TILDEN FOUNDATIONS tremulous twilight unto village of Grand-Pré voice waited wandered weary whispered wind woodlands words YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY
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Page 2 - 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 19 - 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!
Page 50 - Echoed the sound of their brazen drums from ceiling and casement, — Echoed a moment only, and slowly the ponderous portal Closed, and in silence the crowd awaited the -will of the soldiers. Then uprose their commander, and spake from the steps of the altar, Holding aloft in his hands, with its seals, the royal commission. " You are convened this day," he said,
Page 90 - Beautiful is the land, with its prairies and forests of fruit-trees ; Under the 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.
Page 16 - ... Shielding the house from storms, on the north, were the barns and the farm-yard, There stood the broad-wheeled wains and the antique ploughs and the harrows; There were the folds for the sheep; and there, in his feathered seraglio, , Strutted the lordly turkey, and crowed the cock, with the selfsame Voice that in ages of old had startled the penitent Peter. Bursting with hay were the barns, themselves a village. In each one Far o'er the gable projected a roof of thatch; and a staircase, Under...
Page 11 - 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 - When on the falling tide the freighted vessels departed, Bearing a nation, with all its household gods, into exile, Exile without an end, and without an example in story. Far asunder, on separate coasts, the Acadians landed; Scattered were they, like flakes of snow, when the wind from the northeast Strikes aslant through the fogs that darken the Banks of Newfoundland.
Page 76 - Far down the Beautiful 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 boatmen. It was a band of exiles : a raft, as it were, from the shipwrecked Nation, scattered along the coast, now floating together...
Page 83 - They, too, swerved from their course ; and, entering the Bayou of Plaquemine, 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.
Page 5 - Lay in the fruitful valley. Vast meadows stretched to the eastward, Giving the village its name, and pasture to flocks without number.