The Maritime Provinces: A Handbook for Travellers. A Guide to the Chief Cities, Coasts, and Islands of the Maritime Provinces of Canada ... with the Gulf and River of St. Lawrence to Quebec and Montreal; Also, Newfoundland and the Labrador Coast. With Four Maps and Four PlansMoses Foster Sweetser J. R. Osgood, 1875 - 336 Seiten |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Acadian American Annapolis ascends Baddeck Basin Bay of Fundy beautiful bold Boston Bras d'Or British broad building Canada Canso Cape Breton Catholic Charlottetown chief church cliffs coast Cove crosses deep distance district entered erected fare farming Ferryland fish fisheries fleet forests France Fredericton French frigates Gaspé Grand Gulf Halifax hamlet harbor head highlands hills Hotel House Indians inhabitants Intercolonial Railway Island Isle John John River John's Labrador Lake land Lawrence leaves lighthouse lofty Louisbourg Micmacs Montreal mountains mouth narrow nearly Newfoundland Nova Scotia occupied Parrsboro passes Pictou picturesque pleasant Point Port Port Hawkesbury Province Quebec Railway reached River Rivière road rock Route Royal runs Saguenay sail salmon scenery seen settlement Shediac ships shore side soon steamer steamship Strait Strait of Canso summer Sydney Tadousac town traversed valley vessels vicinity village visited Whycocomagh wide
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 109 - The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Seite 110 - Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. 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.
Seite 109 - Over the basement below protected and shaded the door-way. There in the tranquil evenings of summer, when brightly the sunset Lighted the village street, and gilded the vanes on the chimneys, Matrons and maidens sat in snow-white caps and in kirtles Scarlet and blue and green, with distaffs spinning the golden Flax for the gossiping looms, whose noisy shuttles within doors Mingled their sound with the whir of the wheels and the songs of the maidens.
Seite 113 - Still stands the forest primeval ; but under the shade of its branches Dwells another race, with other customs and language. Only along the shore of the mournful and misty Atlantic Linger a few Acadian peasants, whose fathers from exile Wandered back to their native land to die in its bosom.
Seite 111 - When on the falling tide the freighted vessels departed, Bearing a nation, with all its household gods, into exile, Exile without an end, and without an example in story. . Far asunder, on separate coasts, the Acadians landed ; Scattered were they, like flakes of snow, when the wind from the north-east Strikes aslant through the fogs that darken the Banks of Newfoundland.
Seite 109 - Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest. This is the forest primeval ; but where are the hearts that 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 by shadows of earth, but reflecting an image of heaven?
Seite 110 - 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.
Seite 109 - Dikes, that the hands of the farmers had raised with labor incessant, Shut out the turbulent tides; but at stated seasons the flood-gates Opened, and welcomed the sea to wander at will o'er the meadows. West and south there were fields of flax, and orchards and cornfields Spreading afar and unfenced o'er the plain ; and away to the northward Blomidon rose, and the forests old, and aloft on the mountains Sea-fogs pitched their tents, and mists from the mighty Atlantic 30 Looked on the happy valley,...
Seite 110 - Softly the Angelus sounded, and over the roofs of the village Columns of pale blue smoke, like clouds of incense ascending, Rose from a hundred hearths, the homes of peace and contentment. Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers, — Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics.
Seite 110 - 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 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...