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Greetings from Longfellow
"Gabriel! O my beloved!"
Then he beheld, in a dream, once more the home of his childhood; Green Acadian meadows, with sylvan
rivers among them,
Village, and mountain, and woodlands; and, walking under their shadow, As in the days of her youth,
Evangeline rose in his vision. Tears came into his eyes; and as slowly he lifted his eyelids, Vanished the
vision away, but Evangeline knelt by his bedside. Vainly he strove to whisper her name, for the accents
unuttered Died on his lips, and their motion revealed what his tongue
would have spoken.
"Gabriel! O my beloved!"
Then he beheld, in a dream, once more the home of his childhood; Green Acadian meadows, with sylvan
rivers among them,
Village, and mountain, and woodlands; and, walking under their shadow, As in the days of her youth,
Evangeline rose in his vision. Tears came into his eyes; and as slowly he lifted his eyelids, Vanished the
vision away, but Evangeline knelt by his bedside. Vainly he strove to whisper her name, for the accents
unuttered Died on his lips, and their motion revealed what his tongue
would have spoken.
