 Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed 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...  Evangeline, a Tale of Acadie - Seite 13von Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1900 - 141 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | 1848 - 734 Seiten
...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...street she passed, with her chaplet of beads and her misnal, Wearing her Norman cap, and her kirtle of blue, and the ear-rings. Brought in the olden time... | |
 | 1848 - 602 Seiten
...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...Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with his hyesop Sprinkles the congregation, and scatters blessings upon them. Down the long street she passed,... | |
 | 1848 - 476 Seiten
...tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the "When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed...maiden Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the hell from its Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with his hyssoj? Sprinkles the congregation,... | |
 | 1850 - 560 Seiten
...was her breath as the breath of the kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noon-tide Flagons of home-brewed...was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from the turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 476 Seiten
...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...the congregation, and scatters blessings upon them, Wearing her Norman cap, and her kirtle of blue, and the ear-rings, Brought in the olden time from France,... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 Seiten
...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 noon-tide Flagons of home-brewed...bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the ear, as the priest with hia hyssop Sprinkles the congregation, and scatters blessings upon them, Down... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - 596 Seiten
...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 noon-tide Flagons of home-brewed...missal, Wearing her Norman cap, and her kirtle of blue, Brought in the olden time from France, and since, as an heirloom, Handed down from mother to child... | |
 | 1852 - 620 Seiten
...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...ah ! fair, in sooth, was the maiden. Fairer was she on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 Seiten
...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...ah! fair, in sooth, was the maiden. Fairer was she on Sunday mom, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with... | |
 | 1853 - 688 Seiten
...scenery, we have " Columns of pale, blue smoke, like clouda of incense, ascending;" Or the church, "The bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds...the congregation and scatters blessings upon them." And the children who stand at the door of the forge and watch the sparks glitter and expire, "Merrily... | |
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