The Valley of Wyoming: The Romance of Its History and Its Poetry. Also, Specimens of Indian EloquenceRobert H. Johnston & Company, 1866 - 153 páginas |
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... sweet features that she ever had . But the vision was for many a long year ever present to her fancy . As the Indian threw her child over his shoulder , her hair fell over her face , and the mother could never for- get how the tears ...
... sweet features that she ever had . But the vision was for many a long year ever present to her fancy . As the Indian threw her child over his shoulder , her hair fell over her face , and the mother could never for- get how the tears ...
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... sweet the descant wild had rung , From one who , lingering round ' thy ruined wall , ' Had plucked thy mourning flowers and wept thy timeless fall . " DRAKE . CAMPBELL's immortal poem , " Gertrude of Wyo- ming , " beyond any inspiration ...
... sweet the descant wild had rung , From one who , lingering round ' thy ruined wall , ' Had plucked thy mourning flowers and wept thy timeless fall . " DRAKE . CAMPBELL's immortal poem , " Gertrude of Wyo- ming , " beyond any inspiration ...
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... 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 . II . Delightful Wyoming ! beneath thy skies , The happy shepherd swains had naught to do ...
... 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 . II . Delightful Wyoming ! beneath thy skies , The happy shepherd swains had naught to do ...
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... sweet forehead mild The parted ringlet shone in simplest guise , An inmate in the home of Albert smiled , Or blessed his noon - day walk - she was his only child . X. The rose of England bloomed on Gertrude's cheek ; · What though these ...
... sweet forehead mild The parted ringlet shone in simplest guise , An inmate in the home of Albert smiled , Or blessed his noon - day walk - she was his only child . X. The rose of England bloomed on Gertrude's cheek ; · What though these ...
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... sweet fairy - lore he heard her con , ( The playmate ere the teacher of her mind :) All uncompanioned else her heart had gone Till now , in Gertrude's eyes , their ninth blue summer shone . XIII . And summer was the tide , and sweet the ...
... sweet fairy - lore he heard her con , ( The playmate ere the teacher of her mind :) All uncompanioned else her heart had gone Till now , in Gertrude's eyes , their ninth blue summer shone . XIII . And summer was the tide , and sweet the ...
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Albert amidst arms bank battle beautiful beaver beneath blood bosom brave brothers Brothers-We calumet canoes chief child Christian Colonel Ewing colony Connecticut council Count Zinzendorf Creek dear death Delawares desolation dreadful e'en Edinburgh Review eloquence eyes father feel fire Five Nations flowers forests Forty Fort Frances Slocum French friends GERTRUDE OF WYOMING Gertrude's governor Grangula hand hath head heard heart heaven History of Wyoming Indian kindred land light little Frances lived Logan look mother mountains mournful Nanticoke o'er Oneida peace Pennsylvania pirogue plain Plymouth Company poem poet possession ravelin remains river romance round savage scene Senecas sent settlement Shawanese side sire sister Six Nations song soul speech Spirit stoicism story Susquehanna sweet tears thee thou town tree of peace trees tribe valley Waldegrave Waldegrave's warriors wild wilderness Wilkes-Barre women woods Yonnondio Zinzendorf
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Página 24 - For all these reasons we charge you to remove instantly, we don't give you the liberty to think about it. You are women.
Página 151 - Brother, continue to listen. You say that you are sent! to instruct us how to worship the Great Spirit agreeably to his mind; and, if we do not take hold of the religion which you white people teach we shall be unhappy hereafter.
Página 77 - As monumental bronze unchanged his look : A soul that pity touch'd, but never shook : Train'd from his tree-rock'd cradle to his bier, The fierce extremes of good and ill to brook Impassive — fearing but the shame of fear — A stoic of the woods — a man without a tear.
Página 110 - And by my side, in battle true, A thousand warriors drew the shaft? Ah ! there in desolation cold The desert serpent dwells alone, Where grass o'ergrows each mouldering bone, And stones themselves to ruin grown, Like me, are death-like old : Then seek we not their camp — for there The silence dwells of my despair.
Página 151 - Brother, we do not understand these things; we are told that your religion was given to your forefathers, and has been handed down from father to son. We also have a religion which was given to our forefathers, and has been handed down to us, their children.
Página 148 - I appeal to any white man to say, if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat, if ever he came cold and naked, and he clothed him not. During the course of the last long and bloody war, Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate for peace. Such was* ray love for the whites, that my countrymen pointed as they passed, and said, ' Logan is the friend of white men.
Página 151 - Spirit agreeably to his mind, and if we do not take hold of the religion which you white people teach, we shall be unhappy hereafter; you say that you are right, and we are lost; how do we know this to be true? We understand that your religion is written in a book...
Página 150 - The white people had now found our country. Tidings were carried back, and more came amongst us. Yet we did not fear them. We took them to be friends. They called us brothers. We believed them, and gave them a larger seat. At length their numbers had greatly increased. They wanted more land; they wanted our country. Our eyes were opened, and our minds became uneasy. Wars took place. Indians were hired to fight against Indians, and many of our people were destroyed.
Página 146 - ... with its branches. I assure you, in the name of the Five Nations, that our warriors shall dance to the calumet of peace under its leaves, and shall remain quiet on their mats, and...
Página 148 - Logan, not even sparing my women and children. There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it: I have killed many: I have fully...