CanadaA. & C. Black, 1907 - 272 páginas |
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Página 80 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime, Our voices keep tune, and our oars keep time Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn! Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast. The rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Página 25 - Lay in the fruitful valley. Vast meadows stretched to the eastward, Giving the village its name, and pasture to flocks without number. 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.
Página 80 - The rapids are near, and the daylight's past Why should we yet our sail unfurl ? There is not a breath the blue wave to curl ; But, when the wind blows off the shore, Oh ! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow ! the stream runs fast, The rapids are near, and the daylight's past ! Utawas' tide ! this trembling moon Shall see us float over thy surges soon.
Página 186 - Miles and miles of crimson glories, Autumn's wondrous fires ablaze ; Miles of shoreland, red and golden, Drifting into dream and haze, — Dreaming where the woods and vapours Melt in myriad misty ways.
Página 165 - DOMED with the azure of heaven, Floored with a pavement of pearl, Clothed all about with a brightness Soft as the eyes of a girl, Girt with a magical girdle, Rimmed with a vapour of rest — These are the inland waters, These are the lakes of the west.
Página 20 - twas a smiling morn in May, When the Commodore Jacques Cartier to the westward sailed away; In the crowded old Cathedral all the town were on their knees For the safe return of kinsmen from the undiscovered seas...
Página 164 - ... land-pirates ; and curious, and characteristic, and dramatic beyond description, were the scenes which used to take place between this grand bashaw of the wilderness and his hungry, importunate clients and petitioners. Another thing which gave a singular interest to my conversations with Colonel Talbot was, the sort of indifference with which he regarded all the stirring events of the last thirty years. Dynasties rose and disappeared ; kingdoms were passed from hand to hand like wine decanters...
Página 164 - In spite of rustic dress, his good humoured, jovial and weather-beaten face," writes that fascinating authoress, " and the primitive simplicity, not to say rudeness of his dwelling, he has, in his features, air and deportment, that 'something' which stamps him gentleman. And that something which thirty-four years of solitude has not effaced, he derives, I suppose, from blood and birth — things of more consequence, when philosophically and philanthropically considered, than we are apt to allow....
Página 60 - The soft winds blown o'er meadow ground. Where flows the Charles past wharf and dock, And Learning from Laval looks down, And quiet convents grace the town ; There swift to meet the battle shock, Montcalm rushed on ; and eddying back Red slaughter marked the bridge's track ; See now the shores with lumber brown, And girt with happy lands which lack No loveliness of summer's crown.
Página 298 - Of British freedom here, Restrain the lawless savage, And protect the pioneer ; And 'tis a proud and daring trust To hold these vast domains With but three hundred mounted men — The Riders of the Plains.