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quadgram	frequency
in the midst of	23
the edge of the	22
i do not know	20
i should like to	19
the head of the	16
up and down the	16
the sleeping water inn	15
in a low voice	14
in the direction of	13
at the same time	13
the mouth of the	13
the bay of fundy	13
the top of the	13
the heart of the	12
at the head of	12
was one of the	12
i did not know	11
for the first time	11
to the edge of	11
in front of the	11
i will tell you	11
the hands of the	11
the direction of the	11
for my own part	10
the foot of the	10
at the foot of	10
said the young man	10
the voice of the	10
the rest of the	10
the door of the	10
the side of the	10
the midst of the	10
the banks of the	9
the face of the	9
had a letter from	9
a day or two	9
the time of the	9
in the course of	9
what is the matter	9
i feel as if	9
the priest and the	9
i am sure that	9
for a few minutes	9
did not know that	9
in a few minutes	9
i do not wish	9
i do not care	9
i am glad to	9
and down the bay	9
it would have been	9
for a long time	9
do not wish to	9
when they reached the	8
with a kind of	8
of the fiery frenchman	8
the house of the	8
that he did not	8
as if i had	8
on the subject of	8
should like to see	8
the trees of the	8
i am going to	8
it seems to me	8
at the door of	8
the shores of the	8
in spite of the	8
on the walls of	8
on the banks of	8
is one of the	8
looked at me with	7
at the edge of	7
the englishman from boston	7
in the middle of	7
the words of the	7
redmond and the girls	7
out in the world	7
that she had been	7
one of the most	7
her face in her	7
the end of the	7
i can tell you	7
the hearts of the	7
i did not think	7
on the side of	7
it would be better	7
back in the woods	7
face in her hands	7
the women and children	7
i will give you	7
i can assure you	7
the basin of minas	7
the door of a	7
and went to the	7
is it not so	7
of one of the	7
at the time of	7
the sound of their	6
sprang to his feet	6
and she turned to	6
that there was no	6
the back of his	6
one or two of	6
in the hands of	6
and some of the	6
if they had been	6
and there was a	6
do you know that	6
as well as the	6
that she did not	6
but there was no	6
on the point of	6
be of good cheer	6
the village of grand	6
was just about to	6
at the top of	6
that it would be	6
where have you been	6
the sound of the	6
the middle of the	6
seems to me that	6
do not care for	6
to one of the	6
voice of the priest	6
in the way of	6
of the bay of	6
what do you mean	6
there had been a	6
it seemed to me	6
said the old man	6
go up to the	6
as if they had	6
this part of the	6
in the days of	6
a few years ago	6
from up the bay	6
the steps of the	6
how did you know	6
i hope that you	6
that it was a	6
and he pointed to	6
in one of the	6
the mistress of the	6
my dear miss amy	6
dear miss amy redmond	6
flowers of the garden	6
laid her hand on	6
that she was not	6
of basil the blacksmith	6
along the shores of	6
you are very kind	6
as if he were	6
that he had been	6
but i did not	6
she returned to the	6
and one or two	6
the wheels of the	5
with a look of	5
buried her face in	5
i have never been	5
this is the forest	5
at the end of	5
take an interest in	5
the name of the	5
a matter of fact	5
the corner of the	5
the bell from its	5
to go to the	5
lighted the village street	5
as soon as i	5
i wish that i	5
if i had not	5
as a matter of	5
as if she had	5
had a chance to	5
in this part of	5
it is a good	5
she said at last	5
as if it were	5
of what you have	5
she had never before	5
that there was a	5
is the forest primeval	5
in the shape of	5
in a kind of	5
the path to the	5
it is like a	5
i do not think	5
to leave the room	5
it would not be	5
they had reached the	5
the house itself was	5
a second or two	5
you do not understand	5
did not care to	5
that i am not	5
there had been no	5
steps of the altar	5
on their way to	5
as if she were	5
the back of the	5
monsieur de la rive	5
in a voice of	5
back to the bay	5
if he had been	5
but he did not	5
had barely time to	5
you do not care	5
come back to the	5
early in the morning	5
front of the house	5
the two girls were	5
in a tone of	5
he did not know	5
how do you know	5
that she had not	5
bring him back to	5
wish that i had	5
she did not know	5
we are going to	5
it seemed as if	5
on the back of	5
the home of the	5
feel as if i	5
she said to herself	5
if you do not	5
for the most part	5
the shore of the	5
to go up to	5
that he was a	5
the king of france	5
you do not know	5
in the first place	5
to take the oath	5
the close of the	5
a few minutes later	5
is the matter with	5
a gust of wind	5
side of the road	5
that you do not	5
the tents of the	5
the subject of the	4
what do you think	4
in the name of	4
the day of her	4
to say that i	4
at the close of	4
do you think i	4
between france and england	4
that grows on the	4
i know that you	4
the light of her	4
hundred and fifty pounds	4
in order to be	4
scales of the balance	4
his hand on the	4
how in the world	4
i thought that perhaps	4
went down to the	4
filling the air with	4
far to the north	4
the sun on the	4
in a state of	4
i feel that i	4
hearts of the people	4
one of the finest	4
died on his lips	4
in the olden time	4
around the corner of	4
corner of the house	4
the presence of the	4
a good deal of	4
i should think that	4
you know that i	4
stood confronting the newcomer	4
hope that you will	4
and fro on the	4
that i am a	4
beware of the fever	4
was out of sight	4
day of her desolation	4
to speak to her	4
makes me think of	4
of the sea to	4
the treaty of utrecht	4
for a day or	4
and as she spoke	4
so near unto me	4
the ghost of a	4
she felt that she	4
to and fro on	4
she wished to know	4
walked to and fro	4
stood in the doorway	4
the old man sang	4
in accents disconsolate answers	4
wail of the forest	4
forge in the forest	4
other side of the	4
in and out of	4
she was not a	4
the children of the	4
disconsolate answers the wail	4
was she and young	4
i do not like	4
ye who believe in	4
on a sudden the	4
in the heart of	4
of the burning village	4
out of the woods	4
the fact that the	4
and at the same	4
have gone to the	4
but i do not	4
the tops of the	4
the two young men	4
the laws of the	4
necklace of pearls was	4
to the house of	4
in the neighborhood of	4
not wish to go	4
and i hope that	4
two hundred and fifty	4
when at last they	4
it will be great	4
not wish to be	4
would not be so	4
are you going to	4
down to the edge	4
that kind of thing	4
he opened his eyes	4
i think it is	4
paid no attention to	4
the road to the	4
top of the cliff	4
in the person of	4
in search of the	4
i am sorry that	4
but she did not	4
it would be to	4
out his hand to	4
as soon as we	4
if she had been	4
that he had not	4
in the village of	4
and gleamed on the	4
and in a few	4
more he fain would	4
silence reigned in the	4
with a sudden and	4
much they marvelled to	4
exile without an end	4
the heads of the	4
i would like to	4
the shade of the	4
to give it up	4
where are you going	4
in a short time	4
but i am not	4
the graves of those	4
not wish you to	4
would be better for	4
her thoughts of him	4
made up her mind	4
i thought it would	4
i have the honor	4
that i should have	4
no answer came from	4
would bring to her	4
i am tired of	4
the flowers of the	4
carried her to the	4
and the floor of	4
that i do not	4
he spake to his	4
silent a moment they	4
we have seen him	4
heart of the maiden	4
to take care of	4
the light of his	4
he pointed to the	4
yet gabriel came not	4
from its rocky caverns	4
beheld the face of	4
from time to time	4
answer came from the	4
fair was she and	4
the first of the	4
art thou so near	4
in and out among	4
the door of her	4
glad to see you	4
priest and the maiden	4
to his feet and	4
her head on his	4
would like to see	4
a minute or two	4
and one of them	4
thus he spake to	4
through their folds and	4
i had a letter	4
did you ever hear	4
fain would have said	4
the tale of the	4
still stands the forest	4
do not care to	4
did not think of	4
in a strange fellowship	4
i have talked to	4
died in the distance	4
were on their way	4
was not at all	4
what do you want	4
trees of the forest	4
the flag of the	4
around the neck of	4
in the church and	4
i never heard of	4
the wail of the	4
a great deal of	4
floor of her chamber	4
by harriet roosevelt richards	4
were again in the	4
to me that i	4
the sun went down	4
after the fashion of	4
as if it had	4
the other side of	4
if we had been	4
on the part of	4
was not to be	4
set out for the	4
of the new englanders	4
vainly he strove to	4
from the hands of	4
the poste des attakapas	4
entered the door of	4
if i had been	4
there seemed to be	4
did not wish to	4
he fain would have	4
a feeling of wonder	4
until they reached the	4
and bring him back	4
the black robe chief	4
so that i could	4
of the ozark mountains	4
the sunshine above them	4
vesper did not reply	4
i will take you	4
a part of the	4
accents disconsolate answers the	4
the beginning of the	4
for the day of	4
in the sunshine above	4
for the rest of	4
i thought you would	4
roofs of the village	4
but i am glad	4
that stood in the	4
for a second or	4
over them wandered the	4
here and there rise	4
that there would be	4
more than a hundred	4
i assure you i	4
the sound of her	4
know that i am	4
will be great fun	4
and in accents disconsolate	4
she went to the	4
called the fiery frenchman	4
stands the forest primeval	4
do you know what	4
as well as to	4
i could see that	4
on the other side	4
answers the wail of	4
with an air of	4
was the voice of	4
by alice barber stephens	4
and the young man	4
priscilla looked at her	4
thou so near unto	4
to return to the	4
the tankard of ale	4
a sister of mercy	4
was on the point	4
for the sake of	4
was the air with	4
the college of st	4
with a sort of	4
on the english side	4
late in the afternoon	4
that it was the	4
his papers and inkhorn	4
the farmer of grand	4
the forge in the	4
the nest of the	4
and looked at me	4
i should not have	4
after the lapse of	4
and out among the	4
all the bay knew	4
nest of the swallow	4
on one of the	4
laws of the land	4
in the flickering light	4
in a moment she	4
seat by the fireside	4
the roofs of the	4
with a cry of	3
the will of our	3
with loud and dissonant	3
he had not been	3
and hung on the	3
i have never had	3
at the conclusion of	3
i wish i had	3
what i think of	3
to carry out this	3
and spread itself over	3
emmanuel victor de la	3
near the site of	3
that he and his	3
we are glad to	3
he was in a	3
out into the world	3
had no intention of	3
and to know that	3
who had seen her	3
give it to me	3
the story of the	3
the richest was poor	3
as they turned away	3
brazen drums from ceiling	3
to change the subject	3
rest our weary limbs	3
and the poorest lived	3
be transported to other	3
rang through the house	3
at last they were	3
as she looked around	3
to the other side	3
i wish i could	3
i tell you what	3
the church and the	3
on the faces around	3
the pride of the	3
the sight of the	3
from his seat and	3
i wish you could	3
we are willing to	3
to tell you that	3
he came to the	3
the oath of allegiance	3
what she wished to	3
of her desolation cometh	3
that it was not	3
there is only one	3
was nothing but a	3
their brazen drums from	3
monsieur marc de mer	3
i took note of	3
said that he had	3
and over the meadows	3
we can at least	3
was pleased with the	3
brown shade of her	3
brightly the sunset lighted	3
one ineffectual effort to	3
of her recovered child	3
with a smile of	3
summons sonorous sounded the	3
door of a small	3
the lowing of cattle	3
on the shores of	3
had never before been	3
the fortunes of the	3
he was forced to	3
was the effect of	3
of the prince of	3
i will show you	3
in spite of their	3
evergreens fresh from the	3
i did not wish	3
thought it would be	3
they gleamed beneath the	3
he would like to	3
i know not how	3
he and his friend	3
an hour or two	3
their way to the	3
do not wish you	3
and i shall never	3
dissonant clangor echoed the	3
as far as the	3
a part of it	3
where did you get	3
them entered the sacred	3
come into the house	3
with a face of	3
of some of the	3
to be sinking down	3
that he was really	3
shut up in a	3
were open as day	3
i do wish that	3
he caught sight of	3
the true story of	3
enemy to the king	3
but he does not	3
do you wish to	3
emmanuel de la rive	3
we not tell him	3
that there is nothing	3
felt herself to be	3
as she did so	3
but you would have	3
proudly among them entered	3
say that i do	3
looked up at him	3
what have you been	3
to talk to the	3
poorest lived in abundance	3
the guard from the	3
by the barking of	3
had fallen to the	3
black were her eyes	3
gave an exclamation of	3
banks of the river	3
the counter she drew	3
some kind of a	3
it looks as if	3
the shadow of the	3
her finger on her	3
in the shade of	3
dawn of another life	3
some of the old	3
the sky and the	3
had a passion for	3
the centre of the	3
the last of the	3
they were again in	3
heard a murmur of	3
in which they were	3
one told me that	3
and marching proudly among	3
wound up with a	3
that she was going	3
you know there is	3
that we can see	3
the life of the	3
all up and down	3
there was not a	3
edge of the tide	3
are very kind to	3
on the head of	3
they stood by the	3
seemed to have no	3
and the charm of	3
a great friend of	3
over some of the	3
the graves of the	3
turned away from the	3
a face that was	3
for the honor of	3
come to see me	3
me that he had	3
and in a moment	3
was the light of	3
to say that he	3
they were in a	3
the brown shade of	3
along the shore of	3
on the thorn by	3
sound of their brazen	3
paused on the threshold	3
loud and dissonant clangor	3
when the sun was	3
the help of a	3
in the light of	3
see the speerit of	3
the surface of the	3
victor de la rive	3
finger on her lips	3
that she wished to	3
berry that grows on	3
the cave of the	3
and he raised his	3
they were obliged to	3
came the guard from	3
will be glad to	3
i see the speerit	3
as one of the	3
what was the matter	3
a little of the	3
as if he had	3
she was a woman	3
star follow her footsteps	3
the trees and the	3
be able to do	3
as soon as the	3
for the good of	3
all the rest of	3
she would not talk	3
that i might have	3
like to see your	3
i went to the	3
that the english were	3
i think of him	3
shade of her tresses	3
the old french fort	3
mouth of the piziquid	3
but you will not	3
knew that she was	3
looked at her watch	3
her eye fell on	3
i think that you	3
banks of the teche	3
and laid her head	3
it is better for	3
extended a hand to	3
but you are not	3
dwellings were open as	3
them in the little	3
cave of the bears	3
thing for me to	3
over the meadows a	3
she might have been	3
in a maze of	3
i have been in	3
it used to be	3
on her way to	3
true story of evangeline	3
cane after the fashion	3
to the top of	3
say that i have	3
will take you to	3
neck of her recovered	3
that she had made	3
it seems as if	3
grows on the thorn	3
the protection of the	3
guard from the ships	3
without bell or book	3
the mention of the	3
i had much ado	3
the table with his	3
up against a tree	3
after a time he	3
a turn of the	3
have been in the	3
behind lucian stalked malachai	3
a letter from her	3
and evergreens fresh from	3
close of the war	3
the shade of a	3
and here we are	3
the loss of blood	3
eyes as the berry	3
what you have said	3
you do not wish	3
with one or two	3
way through the crowd	3
mists of the morning	3
you are laughing at	3
but at the same	3
i could see the	3
i am ashamed of	3
and saw that she	3
head of the bay	3
out of the harbor	3
and i do not	3
i have done wrong	3
the world did you	3
that one does not	3
i thank you for	3
what did you say	3
to do with the	3
open as day and	3
stretched out his hand	3
one of the men	3
a summons sonorous sounded	3
two or three days	3
he had promised to	3
sounded the bell from	3
but you must not	3
i know what you	3
along the main street	3
was the only one	3
him to come to	3
she could not help	3
that you will be	3
that you are a	3
where do you suppose	3
bell from its tower	3
part of the world	3
her face with her	3
as she stood with	3
but now we must	3
it ought to be	3
there is nothing to	3
throwing her arm around	3
it will not be	3
the sign of the	3
acadia and the acadians	3
there is to be	3
would be sure to	3
rooms of the house	3
from house to house	3
in a few moments	3
past the mouth of	3
run of the seas	3
his hand to his	3
is a kind of	3
i will leave you	3
drew a small fan	3
her arm around the	3
at one of the	3
the days of the	3
to the land of	3
that is a good	3
let us talk of	3
the headstones garlands of	3
had heard of the	3
up to the inn	3
beneath the brown shade	3
in the shadow of	3
from the banks of	3
but their dwellings were	3
thrown down the scissors	3
her eyes and cheeks	3
it was that she	3
never heard of it	3
not know that there	3
leaves and evergreens fresh	3
the rest of us	3
her hand on her	3
by the water side	3
of two or three	3
taken a great fancy	3
the better for it	3
as old as the	3
charles la tour was	3
i looked at the	3
that she had brought	3
they were ready to	3
there would be some	3
of the sleeping water	3
to take an interest	3
the acadiens on this	3
back to their native	3
a few minutes she	3
but i am going	3
i did wrong to	3
his cane after the	3
he laid his hand	3
to the door to	3
and it seems to	3
the desert of life	3
among the acadiens on	3
she said in a	3
entered the sacred portal	3
went out of the	3
a last look at	3
with those who had	3
when i was a	3
at the same instant	3
was glad to see	3
without an example in	3
effort to pry open	3
beautiful village of grand	3
be in the way	3
way back to the	3
by jessie willcox smith	3
those who had seen	3
ineffectual effort to pry	3
of the des saumons	3
that she should have	3
she clasped her hands	3
you have come back	3
if there had been	3
mother and the others	3
yet it is a	3
that some of the	3
the matter with the	3
it will be a	3
did you know that	3
as if we were	3
in the centre of	3
select the lines that	3
that it had been	3
french in nova scotia	3
spread itself over the	3
the fiery frenchman of	3
be glad to have	3
an account of the	3
felt that it was	3
locks had they to	3
they were to drive	3
home of the happy	3
that he was in	3
a letter from him	3
brought up in the	3
at the beginning of	3
the land of the	3
it would be a	3
an example in story	3
woe to acadie the	3
i ought to have	3
to ask a question	3
since the english ships	3
in the reign of	3
acadiens on this bay	3
at the age of	3
with a horizontal line	3
the meadows a drum	3
be great fun to	3
nor bars to their	3
not take the oath	3
her hand in the	3
for the space of	3
the acadiens of the	3
one had thrown down	3
that she should not	3
would not take the	3
what will become of	3
of an old man	3
had reached the place	3
a snake in the	3
do you think of	3
walked all the way	3
and what do you	3
other one had thrown	3
ghost of a smile	3
sign of the scorpion	3
that she had ever	3
you are going to	3
as i have said	3
yet how softly they	3
in which there was	3
asked him to come	3
had been in the	3
as if they were	3
after one ineffectual effort	3
that he was to	3
that they may have	3
and when he had	3
but how did they	3
the prince of peace	3
as well as for	3
of the exiled acadians	3
what was the effect	3
have you been doing	3
of those who had	3
to the head of	3
what effect had this	3
it would be more	3
as if we had	3
broke the silence and	3
and he went on	3
that maiden of seventeen	3
the thorn by the	3
his hand to the	3
came in the night	3
i am glad that	3
redmond and her party	3
transported to other lands	3
snake in the grass	3
the occupants of the	3
we were in a	3
were her eyes as	3
arm around the neck	3
not wish her to	3
the murmuring pines and	3
it is not a	3
there was no need	3
in the face of	3
an enemy to the	3
i thought that you	3
to go to halifax	3
at the mention of	3
to the spot where	3
counter she drew a	3
a glimpse of the	3
fresh from the forest	3
by robert neilson stephens	3
a murmur of voices	3
to tell you the	3
caught sight of the	3
to rest our weary	3
on the other hand	3
the tears from her	3
of a number of	3
among them entered the	3
the men on the	3
flourishing his cane after	3
as soon as he	3
on the opposite side	3
sonorous sounded the bell	3
the peace and quiet	3
bars to their windows	3
away in the distance	3
and in the same	3
i must tell you	3
up her mind to	3
in the world to	3
two or three times	3
the names of the	3
here and there with	3
here in nova scotia	3
the seigneur de briart	3
they may have been	3
holding out his hand	3
the bay knew that	3
had ever heard of	3
some one told me	3
of the expulsion of	3
from her eyes and	3
so that it was	3
i must be in	3
gleamed beneath the brown	3
at the poste des	3
to make a sketch	3
had much ado to	3
the neck of her	3
down the path to	3
the church with men	3
i might have told	3
she drew a small	3
the side of a	3
the hill to the	3
was the church with	3
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and claudine and i	3
from ceiling and casement	3
haste to be gone	3
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they stood on the	3
let me tell you	3
many of them had	3
with a sense of	3
to pry open the	3
the stars and the	3
and without an example	3
to have been the	3
schooners in the bay	3
out again into the	3
waifs of the tide	3
lore of the village	3
that he may have	3
of the house that	3
for a short time	3
he looked at me	3
echoed the sound of	3
way down to the	3
and buried her face	3
there the richest was	3
going up to the	3
in the land of	3
tears in her eyes	3
but it is a	3
at the mouth of	3
the fashion of a	3
as the berry that	3
charlitte stood confronting the	3
by nathan haskell dole	3
she turned to the	3
and handed it to	3
seemed to be sinking	3
will be able to	3
meadows a drum beat	3
we should like to	3
i am afraid that	3
to the shores of	3
i can do for	3
marching proudly among them	3
you go up to	3
that i have been	3
it would be so	3
it was a cruel	3
it seemed to her	3
now for the first	3
then came the guard	3
she seemed to be	3
news of the fiery	3
if you have heard	3
she had not called	3
some day thou wilt	3
lived contented and happy	3
kept her eyes fixed	3
was she to behold	3
flag of the lilies	3
had they to their	3
of the beautiful village	3
the berry that grows	3
the life of an	3
for half an hour	3
i do not wonder	3
him to be a	3
told me that it	3
what do you know	3
from a drawer behind	3
did not know what	3
sat down on the	3
so far as to	3
him from the room	3
i felt that we	3
in a choking voice	3
in the beauty and	3
came around the corner	3
how softly they gleamed	3
hearts of the owners	3
came to the door	3
fiery frenchman of grand	3
her eyes fixed on	3
the walls of the	3
to get out of	3
and the hearts of	3
the point of land	3
a drawer behind the	3
you would have to	3
i know that i	3
under the shade of	3
to come with us	3
when they were again	3
peace and quiet of	3
her deep blue eyes	3
to the bay shore	3
drums from ceiling and	3
time of the deportation	3
in an ecstasy of	3
that the two girls	3
hung on the headstones	3
of their brazen drums	3
his head and shoulders	3
the front of the	3
i am not a	3
laid a hand on	3
the brent and smith	3
should like to go	3
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as day and the	3
was about to be	3
at the sleeping water	3
pry open the lock	3
the acadians were driven	3
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and was about to	3
time of the expulsion	3
clangor echoed the sound	3
should like to have	3
through the window at	3
when you are older	3
murmuring pines and the	3
her hands to him	3
two or three years	3
than any one else	3
the light of a	3
that you speak of	3
words of the priest	3
there was nothing to	3
a great fancy to	3
the latter part of	3
sprang to her feet	3
their homes and their	3
not know that he	3
headstones garlands of autumn	3
on the platform of	3
must have been a	3
do you think that	3
the lore of the	3
it was good to	3
the habitants and the	3
and dissonant clangor echoed	3
to come to see	3
he drew out a	3
the rocks and the	3
as if he would	3
on the way back	3
day and the hearts	3
the rear of the	3
the remembrance of the	3
hand on the head	3
and martine and priscilla	3
there can be no	3
what are you going	3
they to their doors	3
and amy and priscilla	3
them up to the	3
the summer of all	3
if at any time	3
i never thought of	3
that she had just	3
their dwellings were open	3
edge of the sea	3
know that he was	3
with an impatient gesture	3
pines and the hemlocks	3
you and your mother	3
is the best of	3
back to the inn	3
that it was hardly	3
the bonds of a	3
a tale of acadie	3
of god in the	3
you make all that	3
a horizontal line above	3
i dare say that	3
the roar of the	3
i cannot tell you	3
had been put up	3
an hour of noon	3
by the side of	3
laid her head on	3
could not do so	3
he said in his	3
in a general way	3
she spoke of acadia	3
he turned his head	3
echo the names of	3
that she could not	3
by the loss of	3
study of the text	3
than a hundred years	3
on the headstones garlands	3
the shape of a	3
driven from their homes	3
brent and smith families	3
down the hill to	3
and vesper hastened to	3
out her hands to	3
she does not wish	3
sunset lighted the village	3
of the tide the	3
softly they gleamed beneath	3
the site of the	3
in the little parlor	3
scourge of his anger	3
this was not the	3
fight against the french	3
on the fifth day	3
the hero of the	3
with regard to the	3
it had been a	3
back of the house	3
in spite of her	3
maiden of seventeen summers	3
the shelter of the	3
of men and boys	3
the beautiful village of	3
have the honor of	3
drawer behind the counter	3
he was in the	3
to call on rose	3
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the charm of her	3
search of the englishman	3
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to show that she	3
by reason of the	3
i hope that we	3
behind the counter she	3
and mirabelle marie took	3
would you care to	3
in the back of	3
the other one had	3
that you have been	3
stood by the graves	3
had thrown down the	3
to think that you	3
and i thought you	3
the speerit of me	3
in the early days	3
it is very amusing	3
all on account of	3
laid his head on	3
that her father had	3
i shall never forget	3
how did you get	3
do not know that	3
make a sketch of	3
that was one of	3
will tell you what	3
what had happened to	3
laid his hand on	3
had come to her	3
as he turned away	3
fashion of a drum	3
rear of the house	3
the sunset lighted the	3
the spot where the	3
the hand of the	3
on the scene of	3
a certain amount of	3
up to the house	3
thorn by the wayside	3
to the task of	3
her mother and the	3
in the world did	3
in the presence of	3
to acadie the fair	3
her eyes as the	3
as much as you	3
here on the bay	3
the poorest lived in	3
face of a clock	2
was her face with	2
sleeping maids of the	2
eyes it seemed the	2
the mysterious sounds of	2
heart like her own	2
his flock and his	2
and with the ebb	2
the indian trails to	2
was a shawnee woman	2
echoed back by the	2
a woodbine wreathing around	2
and without either thought	2
with lingering steps they	2
his spirit could no	2
and yielded their udders	2
were ready to leave	2
the statue of justice	2
walls of the little	2
a man was crowned	2
and she said that	2
laid it on the	2
we in all things	2
had built their nests	2
day after day they	2
horse he sprang in	2
they sat by their	2
eye of love through	2
arms about her neck	2
ate our black bread	2
form of a horseshoe	2
and called it a	2
a feeling of sadness	2
not be angry with	2
belfry softly the angelus	2
to impart the news	2
and sitting down upon	2
an oak that is	2
in the night to	2
in the morning the	2
every hour of the	2
sun on the walls	2
some of the people	2
a drink of water	2
and died in the	2
flickering light beheld the	2
from his leathern pouch	2
when the acadians were	2
voice of a vast	2
seemed to me that	2
anon from the belfry	2
and the awful presence	2
fireside basil the blacksmith	2
on the dresser caught	2
its music and sunshine	2
a cottage where i	2
was with basil the	2
the hymn was sung	2
deity of the micmacs	2
the shores of this	2
to think that they	2
i know a man	2
going into the chapel	2
in their fragrance and	2
path to the meadows	2
filled it with gladness	2
whose broken vaults it	2
the horse as a	2
poor ye always have	2
naught in their craws	2
of buffaloes rush to	2
came with its airy	2
you look a little	2
when over weary ways	2
from the french of	2
soon forgotten all lessons	2
and as she had	2
could not refrain from	2
be a great thing	2
go to sleeping water	2
she felt for a	2
to see us again	2
sweet on the summer	2
was seen on the	2
steady hand the date	2
came the laborers home	2
and by her beating	2
as they journeyed along	2
with tears in her	2
cot the wheel and	2
but findeth no language	2
came in their holiday	2
though their hearts were	2
awoke and died in	2
if he were a	2
winter congeals our blood	2
of his deepest devotion	2
and the retreating sun	2
as quickly as possible	2
all lessons of love	2
i remember a story	2
to the tenantless house	2
delicious balm that they	2
her olden memories rose	2
but on the shores	2
and the weak were	2
and the door swung	2
shudder ran through her	2
on the north shore	2
reddened the sky overhead	2
the herds to the	2
seen the wandering maiden	2
i did not mean	2
ebbing and flowing beside	2
the knocker of iron	2
by the scene he	2
their heads the towering	2
us repeat that prayer	2
that you have not	2
homes in the village	2
his head on the	2
and died away into	2
and the box of	2
descend to the ocean	2
his tongue would have	2
go away with him	2
over the pallid sea	2
yielded their udders unto	2
vain was the hope	2
and no longer a	2
the gloom and the	2
lanes of the city	2
and winds that are	2
little inn of the	2
she woke from the	2
was filled with sweet	2
fountain sends forth returns	2
chinks in a ruin	2
bays to the shores	2
of october seize them	2
the birds had built	2
and she began to	2
i believe that you	2
the motion of the	2
course of time the	2
wooed by a phantom	2
having no fear of	2
bluebird sounded sweet upon	2
he put his hand	2
spake with an accent	2
and in its right	2
a trough for the	2
approaching sounded upon the	2
then he looked at	2
down from their jagged	2
rendered more worthy of	2
i can give you	2
is a question of	2
a letter from my	2
sun looked with the	2
the hand of evangeline	2
goods and the wagons	2
already have fled to	2
leaving inland and far	2
the margins of swift	2
of a common belief	2
hope that you and	2
the tale she had	2
in an old french	2
i only hope that	2
above in the variant	2
that grew by the	2
noon they emerged from	2
green from the ground	2
basil and gabriel carried	2
the air with a	2
the region where reigns	2
meekly she bowed her	2
it was the best	2
face and distorted with	2
towering and tenebrous boughs	2
not in word alone	2
her was stretched the	2
all the year round	2
if conscious of human	2
morning after their arrival	2
prow of the boat	2
and the slippery sea	2
we shall behold no	2
and the word that	2
were basil and gabriel	2
silent and mournful procession	2
tree by the window	2
long and perilous marches	2
bidiane goes to call	2
of the subject matter	2
wrongs and sorrows of	2
village all sounds of	2
then filled her eyes	2
the region of spirits	2
they wept together in	2
meanwhile had spread in	2
at the flickering fire	2
figure of basil the	2
give me your rake	2
yet i cannot behold	2
moonlight seemed to inundate	2
should think that you	2
on a block of	2
ghost of a child	2
then there appeared and	2
nothing so much as	2
knelt in the church	2
to me to be	2
to hear the sound	2
the corner behind her	2
talk of something else	2
sun on the margin	2
stars that above them	2
hung at his side	2
nodding and mocking along	2
from the belfry softly	2
by the gentle bond	2
cheer they arose and	2
sylvan glooms that conceal	2
then rose a sound	2
and grass grows more	2
and noise of embarking	2
greeting the old man	2
were sad at times	2
is to be seen	2
and the waves seemed	2
to kiss the hand	2
a silvery haze upon	2
midst of our flocks	2
the english ships at	2
but i would not	2
chief with his children	2
not far away to	2
at the slender figure	2
could be seen but	2
builded with rafters of	2
the priest would say	2
where through the golden	2
of children at play	2
no one else will	2
he was very kind	2
who found that stone	2
or i must leave	2
swung back on its	2
where the anchor is	2
where there is a	2
beautiful stranger goes away	2
a shudder ran through	2
conversing together of past	2
glasses with horn bows	2
it was heavy to	2
swaying to and fro	2
that flitted from blossom	2
the moon with demoniac	2
at the joyous feast	2
upon us in a	2
i will not be	2
a piece of literature	2
like seed from the	2
at the corners of	2
its left hand down	2
i told him what	2
must i bow and	2
has loved thee many	2
the hands have been	2
i loved so well	2
and i thank you	2
had no real right	2
that were sung by	2
if the fog should	2
you will be able	2
ten times as much	2
by the window she	2
as the priest with	2
adverse currents of ocean	2
winds a rumor was	2
gazed upon her in	2
i no longer remember	2
he smiled as he	2
love to the maiden	2
something says in my	2
and stared at the	2
living coal when the	2
that darken the banks	2
not expect me to	2
when she woke from	2
he had been too	2
a night in the	2
that he wished to	2
touch her hand or	2
from oracular caverns of	2
startled the penitent peter	2
swedes in their church	2
and gleamed no lights	2
leah reed author of	2
confessions unto the night	2
anon the bell from	2
up to him and	2
and hopes long dead	2
them moved on their	2
as she slumbered beneath	2
late in the evening	2
proved satisfactory to all	2
were their prayers and	2
the golden weather the	2
the indian hunters asserted	2
they vent to their	2
realized that this was	2
the lowlands of louisiana	2
to the hotel they	2
calmly and sadly she	2
fruits for the market	2
word and sweet good	2
from her lips a	2
it would be very	2
am quite afraid of	2
so far behind that	2
meat and the venison	2
day of doom it	2
it leaped like the	2
news of these ships	2
hanging loose from their	2
lonely window he saw	2
when the air is	2
its curtains of white	2
hope that he is	2
thick was the fur	2
in the event of	2
were not for the	2
through a screen of	2
haunt of the humming	2
oak to the skirts	2
hurled in wrath from	2
letters out of the	2
drive you away from	2
they reached the house	2
many a farewell word	2
the tyrants of england	2
i have no other	2
close by the water	2
still burned the flush	2
loud and sudden and	2
was made in the	2
and where one may	2
his pipe the ashes	2
and basil and all	2
i shall be glad	2
the lands where the	2
coal when the ashes	2
up rose from his	2
of pain was the	2
that i know of	2
whose features wore deep	2
to see more of	2
me to the house	2
to flocks without number	2
of spirits seemed to	2
the fostering care of	2
anon they sank into	2
bans were published in	2
seem to forget that	2
did not take the	2
and cattle of all	2
gladness fell from her	2
it was a good	2
we are at peace	2
to give up everything	2
of hearts and of	2
i shall miss the	2
from earliest childhood grew	2
such as startles the	2
heavy to lift out	2
it is a great	2
as through chinks in	2
for the voice and	2
of heavens bending above	2
i could scarce believe	2
not so much as	2
moved about the assiduous	2
gabriel far had entered	2
the maidens blushed at	2
and maidens sat in	2
crown us with asphodel	2
street with mysterious splendor	2
but we are not	2
it was no earthly	2
answer the reverend man	2
pipe that he was	2
i must give him	2
he may wish to	2
is the night of	2
this is a story	2
with his hyssop sprinkles	2
the sight of its	2
and he took the	2
sorrowful eyes what meekness	2
his hand in his	2
then from his station	2
and the children paused	2
name of all the	2
slow through the suburbs	2
floor of the breezy	2
earth with its light	2
the woodland the voice	2
soon as we were	2
resounded wildly and sweet	2
a keel through the	2
the home of his	2
eyes have looked on	2
and fro over the	2
as the farmers believed	2
letter from her pocket	2
it was told to	2
holding aloft in his	2
the name of a	2
eve the oxen talked	2
it lay concealed in	2
hewn and framed into	2
lotus lifted her golden	2
old folk and young	2
and flashes of flame	2
only one of all	2
it is all up	2
blown from the embers	2
keel through the water	2
all were brothers and	2
drums from the churchyard	2
and the loom are	2
madame and her son	2
that one of them	2
but a short time	2
tales of the soil	2
up your mind to	2
indistinct in the twilight	2
drawn up on the	2
of the jesuit mission	2
i can hardly believe	2
her face on his	2
house of the farmer	2
crest of the woodland	2
would have been unintelligible	2
wreaths struggled together like	2
but with its sound	2
sunshine above them mingled	2
dawn of an opening	2
of a horn they	2
noiselessly moved about the	2
voice of the echoing	2
i had begun to	2
have you written to	2
is she not charming	2
september wrestled the trees	2
you know what it	2
my soul is sad	2
tread of the farmer	2
a winter long and	2
sat astride on his	2
and misty atlantic linger	2
while amy was speaking	2
he was with basil	2
slowly descended into the	2
for a last look	2
i saw before me	2
all the tale of	2
man kindly and oft	2
the platform of the	2
then at the door	2
that you will have	2
became straightway as friends	2
of the hailstones beats	2
of many things that	2
of waters seizes the	2
pendulous stairs the angels	2
lips a chant of	2
and carefully fitted together	2
sound of their oars	2
western wilds oblivion of	2
lover and watched for	2
scythe of the mower	2
as a captive i	2
as the saint of	2
like a weird incantation	2
strewing the ground with	2
farms the acadian women	2
us again to our	2
round and red as	2
smiled as he answered	2
night were heard the	2
fretted with sands and	2
all the air is	2
that she seemed to	2
the scales of the	2
grass the long white	2
warlike weapons of all	2
the watchman repeated loud	2
looked down at the	2
below the clattering scales	2
in silence closing the	2
and he relapsed into	2
of the limitless prairie	2
a new arrival at	2
the manifold flowers of	2
her lamp and her	2
and expanding fully his	2
followed him to the	2
and hurled in wrath	2
broad and spacious veranda	2
farms and your cattle	2
were full of tears	2
the stillness of the	2
songs on their lips	2
you see it all	2
homes of the people	2
the lesson a life	2
a pestilence fell on	2
and ever louder a	2
city seen at a	2
knew by the hob	2
garden saw he the	2
of the cypress met	2
with all its household	2
was nothing to do	2
sheep and in cattle	2
heard the words that	2
fell on their hearts	2
cheerily called the cock	2
the homes of peace	2
all were welcomed and	2
it does not touch	2
wealth of the ci	2
with hearts too full	2
then through those realms	2
madame bourque and her	2
came into his eyes	2
all kinds of things	2
fell on their knees	2
with which she was	2
priscilla seemed to be	2
that seemed a part	2
i suppose that you	2
old man kindly and	2
thus with violent deeds	2
the column of smoke	2
on the mountains sea	2
brought up to it	2
and thickly embowered with	2
that water the woodlands	2
water here and there	2
repeat it when his	2
just where the woodlands	2
that bleach in the	2
leaves to the light	2
one of the wharves	2
sands to bury the	2
into the sounding pails	2
built were the houses	2
moon and the myriad	2
on the pallet before	2
illustrated by frank t	2
looks of saddest compassion	2
like a laboring oar	2
dust be piously laid	2
up and went to	2
and have it mended	2
walls of the forest	2
in the love of	2
some fragments of playthings	2
submit to english rule	2
ascending and slowly expanding	2
her father in heaven	2
of old had startled	2
their church at wicaco	2
across the floor and	2
was to send a	2
time was near when	2
he saw the light	2
when the wicked assail	2
spread in the village	2
the day of the	2
a purple calico gown	2
through the branches a	2
hearts like a ray	2
and it was only	2
then from his leathern	2
of the wheels and	2
rise over the pallid	2
louisburg is not forgotten	2
of justice stood in	2
the shore and on	2
the mighty ruled with	2
but i never thought	2
disappeared in the meadow	2
of normandy built in	2
that they bore in	2
to take it from	2
tedious even to me	2
who waited and wandered	2
like the shade of	2
with the heart and	2
no one could tell	2
face and encircled her	2
she wished to see	2
and the songs of	2
his eyes from the	2
meet in the church	2
adorned with mantles and	2
my natural make and	2
that waved from her	2
modest demeanor made answer	2
and spread faint streaks	2
that cry of pain	2
from port royal to	2
i agree with you	2
vesper and his mother	2
and to their religion	2
waste of the ocean	2
ground provokes the wrath	2
moon climbs the crystal	2
was seen again by	2
his old companions and	2
it seemed to us	2
one replied to him	2
feet a garden of	2
she looked at the	2
and forests of fruit	2
kin among the few	2
nights grow colder and	2
clumsily carved in oak	2
crystal walls of heaven	2
on the table with	2
have had so many	2
there were voices heard	2
the quiet of the	2
hand he extended to	2
from city to city	2
it said to the	2
his father and mother	2
there was in the	2
and straightway rose the	2
assure you i am	2
in all the freshness	2
the patron saint of	2
wives and their daughters	2
notary drew his papers	2
ere another noon they	2
that beneath it leaped	2
woods and the waves	2
was the sunshine which	2
for the three girls	2
and he listened with	2
till she beheld him	2
from its turret sprinkled	2
on his face was	2
and her ear was	2
heart of the city	2
do anything for you	2
at the sound of	2
of the hour on	2
the fiddler was placed	2
it floated and dropped	2
him years had no	2
such words as these	2
shore of the sea	2
and the two boys	2
she saw how death	2
radiant moonlight streamed through	2
of its aerial roof	2
the phantom had vanished	2
the sun was perhaps	2
hour of the day	2
what is to be	2
linger a few acadian	2
road and the woodland	2
for my soul is	2
was surprised to find	2
may say that i	2
on their way back	2
how the fever was	2
than she had expected	2
illustrated by etheldred b	2
the rendezvous at the	2
mules with the spaniards	2
bluest of heavens bending	2
while bidiane and claudine	2
the very first house	2
other than the black	2
you all about it	2
ruled with an iron	2
it was long ago	2
and serenely the sun	2
of the cattle rose	2
at her account of	2
and rendered more worthy	2
as last she beheld	2
with its meek and	2
in a motionless calm	2
i am sure she	2
to the north and	2
famous hunters and trappers	2
being proofs of her	2
us the same thing	2
shade of the porch	2
he lifted his eyelids	2
darkness bursting with light	2
the sounding pails the	2
after form of trial	2
foretold a winter long	2
when she had ended	2
one thought in his	2
made answer the jovial	2
the voice of a	2
the sea to wander	2
the march was resumed	2
in search of some	2
and there in haste	2
it was hard for	2
a block of wood	2
as a sister of	2
what their design may	2
hundred hands upon mountain	2
and stately in form	2
the man of the	2
over the village the	2
illustrated by jessie willcox	2
me as soon as	2
she is no worse	2
else was writ in	2
they have killed him	2
was kind enough to	2
she would like to	2
and i want to	2
she fell on her	2
roosts in the cedar	2
that we do not	2
farmer stood on the	2
that uprose from the	2
thy voice does not	2
and away to the	2
in love these simple	2
his face for a	2
would have saved you	2
heart is made godlike	2
adayes to trade for	2
at the other side	2
there not other youths	2
from wrecks in the	2
till i give the	2
the notary drew his	2
of clouds in the	2
herds and the horses	2
the village in ruins	2
threw her arms about	2
then glad voices were	2
when the story was	2
will of our monarch	2
evangeline knelt by his	2
it swept and swayed	2
like to see him	2
again to the mission	2
the soul of man	2
do not say that	2
only of thee and	2
the ozark mountains the	2
the ebb of the	2
of the deer and	2
the children paused in	2
in the grass interferes	2
her brain that assumed	2
between the stars and	2
in an effort to	2
take thy place on	2
all its household gods	2
mysterious splendor touching the	2
in the new world	2
and there rise smokes	2
as he lay in	2
together in love these	2
back to new york	2
in the variant breezes	2
honey fragrant with wild	2
and i ought to	2
with such a prelude	2
asserted cold would the	2
surged to his face	2
as hangs by night	2
when he speaks of	2
had heard some one	2
at the words of	2
of something to eat	2
a familiar voice she	2
by way of windsor	2
ran a pathway through	2
the delicious balm that	2
the inhabitants of the	2
do not know what	2
cakes of the maize	2
reins in her hands	2
him sang in their	2
strutted the lordly turkey	2
remind you of what	2
wished to see her	2
to pass that a	2
shook from his little	2
his pipe from his	2
the populous nests on	2
have answered his kindness	2
at last the time	2
pass forth from the	2
under the humble walls	2
and round about her	2
shores of the river	2
the statue of bronze	2
martine was in great	2
the birds in the	2
paused on her way	2
burden and heat had	2
from the bleak shores	2
breaking the glebe round	2
wains their household goods	2
we not then be	2
have trod this path	2
forth from the hands	2
hang on the walls	2
made no pretence of	2
sat in the little	2
like the silken floss	2
pathway marked by the	2
maidens blushed at each	2
does not care for	2
accomplish thy work of	2
and innocent inmates murmuring	2
to her heart as	2
sweet was the moist	2
rose shrank from him	2
we will take the	2
heavy with shadows and	2
accents unuttered died on	2
the pride of his	2
from the garrulous landlord	2
might is the right	2
found they trace of	2
mass became a cloud	2
themselves on the ground	2
in her life incomplete	2
these have no meaning	2
fathers from exile wandered	2
clouds of incense ascending	2
but he would not	2
the glebe round about	2
strove with words and	2
forms of the priest	2
to the credit of	2
heart with inexpressible sweetness	2
the maiden gazed on	2
the hall of the	2
were separated from children	2
the shade of its	2
till the hives overflowed	2
of the fair lilinau	2
cope of a cedar	2
reign of rest and	2
to trade for mules	2
how often beneath this	2
i trod the deck	2
up to the odorous	2
on the heads of	2
large and low was	2
i am glad you	2
so thinketh the folk	2
in one of their	2
glanced and gleamed on	2
aisles had gabriel wandered	2
proud of her snow	2
giving the village its	2
paused for an instant	2
to her room for	2
thirst from the water	2
farmers had raised with	2
to go to nova	2
sat he down at	2
you to sleeping water	2
of terror that reddened	2
rendezvous at the forge	2
with wondering eyes to	2
noisy groups at the	2
into the little camp	2
as the tossing buoy	2
i go to bed	2
when i was young	2
tongue in the forest	2
back to the woods	2
it is not often	2
turn related her love	2
lowly and meek in	2
thoughts were congealed into	2
numberless herds run wild	2
her voice was meek	2
melted and mingled together	2
them of mary and	2
head from the pillow	2
the scattered bones of	2
swallow brings from the	2
and ascended the steps	2
counsels of the forge	2
his years on his	2
going back to the	2
and the aching brow	2
at dawn of day	2
encamped for the night	2
trees and the flowers	2
enough have i heard	2
had entered the room	2
cruel day to us	2
changed was his aspect	2
repute by the people	2
on their manes and	2
flows through the green	2
am glad to say	2
as i learned afterwards	2
they were nuns going	2
in a true sense	2
in the world i	2
at this moment i	2
humble plant can guide	2
there are people still	2
die in its bosom	2
and all the others	2
beheld a multitude near	2
anon with his wooden	2
heart evangeline knew who	2
her beating heart evangeline	2
a cluster of trees	2
spirit within a deeper	2
kine that feed in	2
before her was stretched	2
with a heightened color	2
not in the least	2
as far as i	2
that floats on the	2
and obeyed its power	2
picked up a horseshoe	2
rose the dewy moon	2
best judge of what	2
but why do you	2
me in thy slumbers	2
come out to the	2
broken vaults it fell	2
the goblin that came	2
cloud on the prairie	2
forth returns again to	2
to the friendly priest	2
wait for him longer	2
in some open space	2
returning home from its	2
in the cheerful sun	2
again by her people	2
as they hear him	2
his fathers before him	2
away to the eastward	2
and so it was	2
walls of ancient cathedrals	2
and farther away it	2
and whispered love to	2
hand in his pocket	2
they would feed their	2
said i to myself	2
and all that kind	2
mouth of the wabash	2
to madness seemed they	2
urged by the fever	2
on slender columns supported	2
saw the world far	2
are not used to	2
do you not think	2
lines on his face	2
i could not think	2
glanced at him from	2
the sister of mercy	2
illustrated by victor a	2
the door as she	2
basil followed his flying	2
with them evangeline went	2
is sad and afflicted	2
a multitude near her	2
the bleak shores of	2
in a shaken voice	2
changed the faces of	2
and looked in vain	2
and recalling the past	2
more worthy of heaven	2
at least there was	2
in accents tender and	2
of trial and sorrow	2
with a coal from	2
were in harmony blended	2
may have been less	2
him something to eat	2
nor was seen again	2
longer endure the calm	2
and distorted with passion	2
to her in the	2
as they died on	2
great chords of a	2
the tide the ships	2
care than dispensing music	2
brown hand came thundering	2
many of the colonists	2
joined in the sacred	2
who was with him	2
maze of sluggish and	2
as if a mysterious	2
not far withdrawn from	2
mournfully gazing upon her	2
i not of those	2
wrath of the farmer	2
the gleaming floor of	2
to your mother and	2
indian woman in the	2
to see the wealth	2
i would fain have	2
it seemed the lamps	2
from blossom to blossom	2
with its pathway marked	2
the next instant mizpah	2
their spars in a	2
edge of the measureless	2
evangeline knew who was	2
faces of friends in	2
vain for the voice	2
for the mellow and	2
silent stars that above	2
yet the day that	2
stood the houses of	2
hapless heart like her	2
came heaving and hurrying	2
if we had but	2
and they wept together	2
feeling is deep and	2
i never saw so	2
once in an ancient	2
heart as one who	2
you are so young	2
gust of wind through	2
of the teche country	2
camp an indian woman	2
the barking of dogs	2
across the road into	2
boughs of the cypress	2
each of the party	2
all the way around	2
at the thought of	2
sang to the vibrant	2
and embracing and filling	2
dewy moon and the	2
is tossed by the	2
the horn that hung	2
spite of the fact	2
heard the mysterious sounds	2
stood with her father	2
the seed of the	2
at me with some	2
flax for the loom	2
then made answer the	2
and sunshine ran near	2
and the phantom had	2
the light of love	2
was mostly a sob	2
and down to the	2
the moonlight flitted across	2
tumult and stir of	2
before him sang in	2
ishmael wandered with hagar	2
afar we behold the	2
lighted less by the	2
patient endurance is godlike	2
that the time was	2
faded was she and	2
on the way up	2
erelong was the church	2
that the dying heard	2
get out of this	2
cheeks the light and	2
if i could only	2
four times the sun	2
a meadow green and	2
to go with us	2
promise not to tell	2
want and cheerless discomfort	2
mounted the stairs to	2
rest on their bosoms	2
a little distance from	2
me on the instant	2
caught up with the	2
on the door of	2
the descendants of the	2
as the herdsman turned	2
day long the wains	2
i have already told	2
by untimely rains or	2
round the next corner	2
she beheld the face	2
all by the children	2
she bowed her own	2
deserted and fallen to	2
they marvelled to hear	2
be proclaimed as law	2
our hearts this day	2
law was set like	2
him with questions about	2
cattle rose like flakes	2
knew that he had	2
one or two little	2
to do is to	2
one of them was	2
of love through the	2
of the parish in	2
on a sabbath morn	2
the herdsman poured forth	2
she had ended still	2
the vivid green of	2
the trunk of the	2
rowed by acadian boatmen	2
and he says that	2
benedict knew by the	2
but we must stop	2
it chanced in a	2
by fear or a	2
once in a while	2
would go and do	2
got a lot of	2
it was a band	2
youths as fair as	2
sweet thoughts of love	2
blushed at each blood	2
she spake with those	2
in the eastern sky	2
thee and thou of	2
feel that you are	2
to the populous nests	2
scattered along the coast	2
blew a wrathful cloud	2
the making of a	2
column of smoke that	2
his words of rebuke	2
the hasty and somewhat	2
just inside the door	2
a little farther on	2
at this point i	2
we halted in a	2
of the forest flashed	2
gay and luxuriant flowers	2
unable to carry out	2
whatsoever else was writ	2
set before him a	2
was the fate of	2
and his voice rose	2
all that clamorous throng	2
the best judge of	2
name of penn the	2
that the angel of	2
road of the prairies	2
to go at once	2
night she heard the	2
but there was a	2
said the stout gentleman	2
breath from the region	2
restless heart of the	2
i can always tell	2
to the white mountains	2
gleam of her lamp	2
wearing her norman cap	2
said they were nuns	2
and then a great	2
and deliver the will	2
signs foretold a winter	2
one of a lover	2
down from his horse	2
and marching in gloomy	2
for my credulous fancy	2
a letter from eunice	2
a tale of love	2
from the accordant strings	2
edge of the wood	2
into her thoughts of	2
your own hearts reply	2
with an averted face	2
and uncertain rumors alone	2