The complete poetical works [&c.]. |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 94 találatból.
1. oldal
... beneath it Leaped like the roe , when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman ? Where is the thatch - roofed village , the home of Acadian farmers , — Men whose lives glided on like rivers that water the woodlands , Darkened ...
... beneath it Leaped like the roe , when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman ? Where is the thatch - roofed village , the home of Acadian farmers , — Men whose lives glided on like rivers that water the woodlands , Darkened ...
3. oldal
... beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows . When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home - brewed ale , ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden ...
... beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows . When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home - brewed ale , ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden ...
24. oldal
... beneath the reverberant branches ; But not a voice replied ; no answer came from the darkness ; And when the echoes had ceased , like a sense of pain was the silence . Then Evangeline slept ; but the boatmen rowed through the 24 EVANGELINE ...
... beneath the reverberant branches ; But not a voice replied ; no answer came from the darkness ; And when the echoes had ceased , like a sense of pain was the silence . Then Evangeline slept ; but the boatmen rowed through the 24 EVANGELINE ...
25. oldal
... beneath it . Filled was her heart with love , and the dawn of an opening heaven Lighted her soul in sleep with the glory of regions celestial . Nearer and ever nearer , among the numberless islands , Darted a light , swift boat , that ...
... beneath it . Filled was her heart with love , and the dawn of an opening heaven Lighted her soul in sleep with the glory of regions celestial . Nearer and ever nearer , among the numberless islands , Darted a light , swift boat , that ...
31. oldal
... beneath the brown shade of the oak- trees , Passed she along the path to the edge of the measureless prairie . Silent it lay , with a silvery haze upon it , and fire - flies Gleaming and floating away in mingled and infinite numbers ...
... beneath the brown shade of the oak- trees , Passed she along the path to the edge of the measureless prairie . Silent it lay , with a silvery haze upon it , and fire - flies Gleaming and floating away in mingled and infinite numbers ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Acadian Alden Angel answered arrows beautiful behold bells beneath birds breath bright clouds cried CUTH Dacotahs dark dead death door dream earth ELSIE Evangeline eyes face father fear feet Filled flowers forest gazed gleam golden grave hand hast hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha Hoheneck holy John Alden Kenabeek King Olaf land Laughing Laughing Water light listen little Hiawatha look Lord loud LUCIF maiden meadow Miles Standish Minnesinger Mondamin monk moon morning Mudjekeewis night Nokomis o'er Osseo passed Pau-Puk-Keewis Plymouth prayer Prince Priscilla river rose round sail Salern Sandalphon sang seemed shadows shining Sigrid the Haughty silent singing sleep song Song of Hiawatha sorrow soul sound spake stand stars stood strong sunshine sweet Tharaw thee thought unto village voice walls wampum wandered wave Wenonah whispered wigwam wild wind words youth
Népszerű szakaszok
144. oldal - 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.
113. oldal - 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.
62. oldal - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State ! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great : Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate...
45. oldal - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
484. oldal - If the British march By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light,— One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country folk to be up and to arm.
286. oldal - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." I remember the black wharves and the slips, And the sea-tides tossing free ; And Spanish sailors with bearded lips. And the beauty and mystery of the ships, And the magic of the sea. And the voice of that wayward song Is singing and saying still: "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
93. oldal - He wrapped her warm in his seaman's coat, Against the stinging blast ; He cut a rope from a broken spar, And bound her to the mast. " O father ! I hear the church-bells ring, O, say, what may it be?
92. oldal - IT was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, And he watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South.
49. oldal - Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine.
45. oldal - There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. 'Shall I have nought that is fair?' saith he, 'Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again.