This Canada of Ours And Other Poems
This Canada of Ours And Other Poems
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Of his sighing and his moaning, When the North winds played upon them.
Through the gloom of frozen forests, When the snow lay on the branches, Bending down the longest branches Of the hemlock and the cedar, All alone Abeka wandered, For his heart was dead within him. Lonely were his midnight watchings, Startled by the night owl's screeching, Or the shrill and dismal music Of the wolfish pack approaching. Sometimes silent hours of moonlight Shed their magic o'er the forest. And the rabbit, the W...abasso Little white one, like the maiden- Leaped along its beaten pathways, Paused, and full of timid wonder, Fixed its two soft eyes upon him.
THE WHITE STONE CANOE. 37 In the lodges of his people, Never had been seen a Pale-Face ; Never yet had come a Black Robe Bearing Cross of mystic meaning. Only vague and blind traditions. Only secrets of magicians, Empty songs and incantations, Taught him of the world of spirits Of the land of the Hereafter.
Though he well had loved the war-path, And was proud of skill in hunting, Bow and arrows lay neglected, In those heavy days of anguish.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Of his sighing and his moaning, When the North winds played upon them.
Through the gloom of frozen forests, When the snow lay on the branches, Bending down the longest branches Of the hemlock and the cedar, All alone Abeka wandered, For his heart was dead within him. Lonely were his midnight watchings, Startled by the night owl's screeching, Or the shrill and dismal music Of the wolfish pack approaching. Sometimes silent hours of moonlight Shed their magic o'er the forest. And the rabbit, the W...abasso Little white one, like the maiden- Leaped along its beaten pathways, Paused, and full of timid wonder, Fixed its two soft eyes upon him.
THE WHITE STONE CANOE. 37 In the lodges of his people, Never had been seen a Pale-Face ; Never yet had come a Black Robe Bearing Cross of mystic meaning. Only vague and blind traditions. Only secrets of magicians, Empty songs and incantations, Taught him of the world of spirits Of the land of the Hereafter.
Though he well had loved the war-path, And was proud of skill in hunting, Bow and arrows lay neglected, In those heavy days of anguish.
What to read after This Canada of Ours And Other Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by J D James David Edgar to read onlineMoreLess
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