Gertrude of Wyoming: Or, The Pennsylvanian CottageD. Appleton & Company, 1858 - 94 頁 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 13 筆
第 6 頁
... Heard but in transatlantic story rung ; For here the exile met from ev'ry clime , And spoke in friendship ev'ry distant tongue : Men from the blood of warring Europe sprung , Were but divided by the running brook ; And happy where no ...
... Heard but in transatlantic story rung ; For here the exile met from ev'ry clime , And spoke in friendship ev'ry distant tongue : Men from the blood of warring Europe sprung , Were but divided by the running brook ; And happy where no ...
第 10 頁
... heard her con ( The playmate ere the teacher of her mind ) : All uncompanion'd else her years had gone Till now in Gertrude's eyes their ninth blue summer shone . XIII . And summer was the tide , and sweet IO GERTRUDE OF WYOMING .
... heard her con ( The playmate ere the teacher of her mind ) : All uncompanion'd else her years had gone Till now in Gertrude's eyes their ninth blue summer shone . XIII . And summer was the tide , and sweet IO GERTRUDE OF WYOMING .
第 14 頁
... again - on high their tower Sprung upwards like a torch to light the skies , Then down again it rain'd an ember shower , And louder lamentations heard we rise ; . ! Wer As when the evil Manitou8 that dries Th 14 GERTRUDE OF WYOMING .
... again - on high their tower Sprung upwards like a torch to light the skies , Then down again it rain'd an ember shower , And louder lamentations heard we rise ; . ! Wer As when the evil Manitou8 that dries Th 14 GERTRUDE OF WYOMING .
第 20 頁
... heard his friendly tongue . XXV . " Sleep , wearied one ! and in the dreaming land Shouldst thou the spirit of thy mother greet , Oh ! say , to - morrow , that the white man's hand Hath pluck'd the thorns of sorrow from thy feet ; While ...
... heard his friendly tongue . XXV . " Sleep , wearied one ! and in the dreaming land Shouldst thou the spirit of thy mother greet , Oh ! say , to - morrow , that the white man's hand Hath pluck'd the thorns of sorrow from thy feet ; While ...
第 29 頁
... heard , in bed of wrath , ( A precipice of foam from mountains brown , ) Like tumults heard from some far - distant town ; But soft'ning in approach he left his gloom , And murmur'd pleasantly , and laid him down , To kiss those easy ...
... heard , in bed of wrath , ( A precipice of foam from mountains brown , ) Like tumults heard from some far - distant town ; But soft'ning in approach he left his gloom , And murmur'd pleasantly , and laid him down , To kiss those easy ...
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Albert's home ambush'd amidst bark battle belt beneath bird Birket Foster blood bosom Brandt BREAD STREET breath brow burst buskin'd calumet cheek chief child Christian Clarke's Travels clime Corbrechtan crocodile dear death delight desolation distant dream e'en eagle enemies England eyes fear fire flamingo Flow'r GERTRUDE OF WYOMING Gertrude's Governor of Virginia grief grove hand Harrison Weir head heard heart heav'n Indian kindred knew lakes light LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS living Logan lone wayfaring look'd methinks miles Mingo Mohawk Indian morn mountain mourn night North America NOTES o'er Oneyda Outalissi path peace Pennsylvanian Philadelphia pomp round rove savannahs scarce scene seem'd shore sight sire smile song soul spirit stranger sweet tears thee Thomas Dalziel Ditto thou wert thrush thy father's tomahawk tow'r treaty tree tribe Twas uprose that lone Virginia Waldegrave Waldegrave's wampum warriors weep wilderness William Harvey woods yore
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第 78 頁 - But hark, the trump ! — to-morrow thou In glory's fires shalt dry thy tears : Ev'n from the land of shadows now My father's awful ghost appears Amidst the clouds that round us roll ; He bids my soul for battle thirst, He bids me dry the last — the first — The only tears that ever burst From Outalissi's soul ; Because I may not stain with grief The death-song of an Indian chief.
第 94 頁 - But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear. Logan never felt fear. He will not turn on his heel to save his life.
第 4 頁 - Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance bring Of what thy gentle people did befall ; Yet thou wert once the loveliest land of all That see the Atlantic wave their morn restore. Sweet land ! may I thy lost delights recall, And paint thy Gertrude in her bowers of yore, Whose beauty was the love of Pennsylvania's shore...
第 6 頁 - Then, where of Indian hills the daylight takes His leave, how might you the flamingo see Disporting like a meteor on the lakes — And playful squirrel on his nut-grown tree : And every sound of life was full of glee, From merry mock-bird's song, or hum of men ; While hearkening, fearing nought their revelry, The wild deer arch'd his neck from glades, and then Unhunted, sought his woods and wilderness again.
第 93 頁 - ... that in ancient times a herd of these tremendous animals came to the Big-bone licks, and began an universal destruction of the bear, deer, elks, buffaloes, and other animals which had been created for the use of the Indians...
第 16 頁 - And from the tree we, with her child, unbound A lonely mother of the Christian land : — Her lord — the captain of the British band — Amidst the slaughter of his soldiers lay. Scarce knew the widow our delivering hand ; Upon her child she sobb'd, and swoon'd away, Or shriek'd unto the God to whom the Christians pray.
第 93 頁 - ... of his feet are still to be seen, and hurled his bolts among them till the whole were slaughtered, except the big bull, who presenting his forehead to the shafts, shook them off as they fell; but missing one at length, it wounded him...