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Acadian Alden Angel answered arrows beautiful beaver behold beneath breath Chibiabos cried Dacotahs darkness daughter dead death doorway Elsie Evangeline eyes face father Filled flowers forest FRIAR CUTHBERT Gitche Gitche Gumee gleamed GOTTLIEB guests hand hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha Hoheneck Homeward Iagoo Indian John Alden Kenabeek King Kwasind land Laughing Water leaped light listen little Hiawatha lodge look loud LUCIFER maiden maize meadow mighty Miles Standish Minnehaha Mondamin moon morning mountains Mudjekeewis Nahma night o'er old Nokomis Osseo pass Pau-Puk-Keewis pine-trees Plymouth prairie prayer priest PRINCE HENRY Priscilla river rose round rushing sail Salern Sang shadow shining shore shouted silent singing sleep slowly song Song of Hiawatha sorrow soul sound spake Spirit Star stood sunshine sweet thee thou unto URSULA village voice Wabasso waited wampum Wenonah whispered wigwam wild wind wonder words
Page 8 - When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah! fair in sooth was the maiden. 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, Down the long street she passed, with her chaplet of beads and her missal, Wearing her Norman cap, and her kirtle of blue, and the ear-rings, Brought in the olden time from France, and...
Page 295 - As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman : Though she bends him, she obeys him, Though she draws him, yet she follows, Useless each without the other ! " Thus the youthful Hiawatha Said within himself and pondered, Much perplexed by various feelings.
Page 7 - Neither locks had they to their doors, nor bars to their windows ; But their dwellings were open as day and the hearts of the owners ; There the richest was poor, and the poorest lived in abundance.
Page 74 - Many a languid head, upraised as Evangeline entered, Turned on its pillow of pain to gaze while she passed, for her presence Fell on their hearts like a ray of the sun on the walls of a prison.
Page 250 - There the wrinkled old Nokomis Nursed the little Hiawatha, Rocked him in his linden cradle, Bedded soft in moss and rushes, Safely bound with reindeer sinews; Stilled his fretful wail by saying, "Hush! the Naked Bear will hear thee!" Lulled him into slumber, singing, "Ewa-yea! my little owlet!
Page 49 - Teche, are the towns of St. Maur and St. Martin. There the long-wandering bride shall be given again to her bridegroom, There the long-absent pastor regain his flock and his sheepfold. 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 27 - I know must be grievous. Yet must I bow and obey, and deliver the will of our monarch ; Namely, that all your lands, and dwellings, and cattle of all kinds Forfeited be to the crown; and that you yourselves from this province Be transported to other lands. God grant you may dwell there Ever as faithful subjects, a happy and peaceable people ! Prisoners now I declare you ; for such is his Majesty's pleasure...
Page 8 - Brought in the olden time 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.
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