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... 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 by shadows of earth , but reflecting an ...
... 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 by shadows of earth , but reflecting an ...
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... hear the sound of her footsteps , Knew not which beat the louder , his heart or the knocker of iron ; Or at the joyous feast of the Patron Saint of the village , Bolder grew , and pressed her hand in the dance as he whispered Hurried ...
... hear the sound of her footsteps , Knew not which beat the louder , his heart or the knocker of iron ; Or at the joyous feast of the Patron Saint of the village , Bolder grew , and pressed her hand in the dance as he whispered Hurried ...
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... hear its continuous murmur ; Happy , at length , if he find the spot where it reaches an outlet . II . It was the month of May . Far down the Beautiful River , Past the Ohio shore , and past the mouth of the Wabash , Into the golden ...
... hear its continuous murmur ; Happy , at length , if he find the spot where it reaches an outlet . II . It was the month of May . Far down the Beautiful River , Past the Ohio shore , and past the mouth of the Wabash , Into the golden ...
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... hear his tales of the soil and the climate , And of the prairies , whose numberless herds were his who would take them ; Each one thought in his heart , that he , too , would go and do likewise . Thus they ascended the steps , and ...
... hear his tales of the soil and the climate , And of the prairies , whose numberless herds were his who would take them ; Each one thought in his heart , that he , too , would go and do likewise . Thus they ascended the steps , and ...
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... hear him . " Then , with a sudden and secret emotion , Evangeline answered , — " Let us go to the Mission , for there good tidings await us ! " Thither they turned their steeds ; and behind a spur of the mountains , Just as the sun went ...
... hear him . " Then , with a sudden and secret emotion , Evangeline answered , — " Let us go to the Mission , for there good tidings await us ! " Thither they turned their steeds ; and behind a spur of the mountains , Just as the sun went ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 144 - 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.
Seite 113 - 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.
Seite 62 - 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...
Seite 45 - 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.
Seite 484 - 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.
Seite 286 - 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.
Seite 93 - 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?
Seite 92 - 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.
Seite 49 - 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.
Seite 45 - 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.