Evangeline: Courtship of Miles Standish. Favorite PoemsHoughton, Mifflin, 1866 - 95 pages |
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... 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 her lamp and her shadow . Yet were her thoughts of him , and at times a feeling ...
... 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 her lamp and her shadow . Yet were her thoughts of him , and at times a feeling ...
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... wandered into the village , Cheering with looks and words the mournful hearts of the women , As o'er the darkening fields with lingering steps they departed , Urged by their household cares , and the weary feet EVANGELINE . 37.
... wandered into the village , Cheering with looks and words the mournful hearts of the women , As o'er the darkening fields with lingering steps they departed , Urged by their household cares , and the weary feet EVANGELINE . 37.
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... feet of their children . Down sank the great red sun , and in golden , glimmering vapors Veiled the light of his face , like the Prophet de- scending 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 vapors Veiled the light of his face , like the Prophet de- scending 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 tearful eyes to the silent stars that above them Moved ...
... 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 tearful eyes to the silent stars that above them Moved ...
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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 . " With these words of cheer they arose and con- tinued ...
... 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 . " With these words of cheer they arose and con- tinued ...
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Page 27 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Page 88 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair.
Page 12 - Trust no future, howe'er pleasant ! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act, act in the living present! Heart within and God o'erhead ! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime.
Page 21 - 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. Stars they are, wherein we read our history, As astrologers and seers of eld ; Yet not wrapped about with awful mystery, Like the burning stars, which they beheld.
Page 25 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Page 24 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
Page 19 - Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight ; Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful firelight Dance upon the parlor wall ; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved, the true-hearted, Come to visit me once more...
Page 63 - I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist...
Page 31 - 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.
Page 37 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner, with the strange device, Excelsior...