Then as the wind seized the gleeds and the burning thatch； and； uplifting；
Whirled them aloft through the air； at once from a hundred house…tops
Started the sheeted smoke with flashes of flame intermingled。
These things beheld in dismay the crowd on the shore and on shipboard。
Speechless at first they stood； then cried aloud in their anguish；
〃We shall behold no more our homes in the village of Grand…Pr？〃
Loud on a sudden the cocks began to crow in the farm…yards；
Thinking the day had dawned； and anon the lowing of cattle
Came on the evening breeze； by the barking of dogs interrupted。
Then rose a sound of dread； such as startles the sleeping encampments
Far in the western prairies or forests that skirt the Nebraska；
When the wild horses affrighted sweep by with the speed of the whirlwind；
Or the loud bellowing herds of buffaloes rush to the river。
Such was the sound that arose on the night； as the herds and the horses
Broke through their folds and fences； and madly rushed o'er the meadows。
Overwhelmed with the sight； yet speechless； the priest and the maiden
Gazed on the scene of terror that reddened and widened before them；
And as they turned at length to speak to their silent companion；
Lo！ from his seat he had fallen； and stretched abroad on the sea…shore
Motionless lay his form； from which the soul had departed。
Slowly the priest uplifted the lifeless head； and the maiden
Knelt at her father's side； and wailed aloud in her terror。
Then in a swoon she sank； and lay with her head on his bosom。
Through the long night she lay in deep； oblivious slumber；
And when she woke from the trance； she beheld a multitude near her。
Faces of friends she beheld； that were mournfully gazing upon her；
Pallid； with tearful eyes； and looks of saddest compassion。
Still the blaze of the burning village illumined the landscape；
Reddened the sky overhead； and gleamed on the faces around her；
And like the day of doom it seemed to her wavering senses。
Then a familiar voice she heard； as it said to the people；
〃Let us bury him here by the sea。 When a happier season
Brings us again to our homes from the unknown land of our exile；
Then shall his sacred dust be piously laid in the churchyard。〃
Such were the words of the priest。 And there in haste by the seaside；
Having the glare of the burning village for funeral torches；
But without bell or book； they buried the farmer of Grand…Pr？
And as the voice of the priest repeated the service of sorrow；
Lo！ with a mournful sound； like the voice of a vast congregation；
Solemnly answered the sea； and mingled its roar with the dirges。
'Twas the returning tide； that afar from the waste of the ocean；
With the first dawn of the day； came heaving and hurrying landward。
Then recommenced once more the stir and noise of embarking；
And with the ebb of the tide the ships sailed out of the harbor；
Leaving behind them the dead on the shore； and the village in ruins。
PART THE SECOND。
I。
MANY a weary year had passed since the burning of Grand…Pr？
When on the falling tide the freighted vessels departed；
Bearing a nation； with all its household gods； into exile；
Exile without an end； and without an example in story。
Far asunder； on separate coasts； the Acadians landed；
Scattered were they； like flakes of snow； when the wind from the northeast
Strikes aslant through the fogs that darken the Banks of Newfoundland。
Friendless； homeless； hopeless； they wandered from city to city；
From the cold lakes of the North to sultry Southern savannas；
From the bleak shores of the sea to the lands where the Father of Waters
Seizes the hills in his hands； and drags them down to the ocean；
Deep in their sands to bury the scattered bones of the mammoth。
Friends they sought and homes； and many； despairing； heart…broken；
Asked of the earth but a grave； and no longer a friend nor a fireside。
Written their history stands on tablets of stone in the churchyards。
Long among them was seen a maiden who waited and wandered；
Lowly and meek in spirit； and patiently suffering all things。
Fair was she and young； but； alas！ before her extended；
Dreary and vast and silent； the desert of life； with its pathway
Marked by the graves of those who had sorrowed and suffered before her；
Passions long extinguished； and hopes long dead and abandoned；
As the emigrant's way o'er the Western desert is marked by
Camp…fires long consumed； and bones that bleach in the sunshine。
Something there was in her life incomplete； imperfect； unfinished；
As if a morning of June； with all its music and sunshine；
Suddenly paused in the sky； and； fading； slowly descended
Into the east again； from whence it late had arisen。
Sometimes she lingered in towns； till； urged by the fever within her；
Urged by a restless longing； the hunger and thirst of the spirit；
She would commence again her endless search and endeavor；
Sometimes in churchyards strayed； and gazed on the crosses and tombstones；
Sat by some nameless grave； and thought that perhaps in its bosom
He was already at rest； and she longed to slumber beside him。
Sometimes a rumor； a hearsay； an inarticulate whisper；
Came with its airy hand to point and beckon her forward。
Sometimes she spake with those who had seen her beloved and known him；
But it was long ago； in some far…off place or forgotten。
〃Gabriel Lajeunesse！〃 they said； 〃O yes！ we have seen him。
He was with Basil the blacksmith； and both have gone to the prairies；
Coureurs…des…Bois are they； and famous hunters and trappers；〃
〃Gabriel Lajeunesse！〃 said others； 〃O yes！ we have seen him。
He is a Voyageur in the lowlands of Louisiana。〃
Then would they say： 〃Dear child！ why dream and wait for him longer？
Are there not other youths as fair as Gabriel？ others
Who have hearts as tender and true； and spirits as loyal？
Here is Baptiste Leblanc； the notary's son； who has loved thee
Many a tedious year； come； give him thy hand and be happy！
Thou art too fair to be left to braid St。 Catherine's tresses。〃
Then would Evangeline answer； serenely but sadly； 〃I cannot！
Whither my heart has gone； there follows my hand； and not elsewhere。
For when the heart goes before； like a lamp； and illumines the pathway；
Many things are made clear； that else lie hidden in darkness。〃
Thereupon the priest； her friend and father…confessor；
Said； with a smile； 〃O daughter！ thy God thus speaketh within thee！
Talk not of wasted affection； affection never was wasted；
If it enrich not the heart of another； its waters； returning
Back to their springs； like the rain； shall fill them full of refreshment；
That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain。
Patience； accomplish thy labor； accomplish thy work of affection！
Sorrow and silence are strong； and patient endurance is godlike。
Therefore accomplish thy labor of love； till the heart is made godlike；
Purified； strengthened； perfected； and rendered more worthy of heaven！〃
Cheered by the good man's words； Evangeline labored and waited。
Still in her heart she heard the funeral dirge of the ocean；
But with its sound there was mingled a voice that whispered； 〃Despair not！〃
Thus did that poor soul wander in want and cheerless discomfort；
Bleeding； barefooted； over the shards and thorns of existence。
Let me essay； O Muse！ to follow the wanderer's footsteps；
Not through each devious path； each changeful year of existence；
But as a traveller follows a streamlet's course through the valley：
Far from its margin at times； and seeing the gleam of its water
Here and there； in some open space； and at intervals only；
Then drawing nearer its banks； through sylvan glooms that conceal it；
Though he behold it not； he can hear its continuous murmur；
Happy； at length； if he find the spot where it reaches an outlet。
II。
IT was the month of May。 Far down the Beautiful River；
Past the Ohio shore and past the mouth of the Wabash；
Into the golden stream of the broad and swift Mississippi；
Floated a cumbrous boat； that was rowed by Acadian boatmen。
It was a band of exiles： a raft； as it were； from the shipwrecked
Nation； scattered along the coast； now floating together；
Bound by the bonds of a common belief and a common misfortune；
Men and women and children； who； guided by hope or by hearsay；
Sought for their kith and their kin among the few…acred farmers
On the Acadian coast； and the prairies of fair Opelousas。
With them Evangeline went； and her guide； the Father Felician。
Onward o'er sunken sands； through a wilderness somber with forests；
Day after day they glided adown the turbulent river；
Night after night； by their blazing fires； encamped on its borders。
Now through rushing chutes； among green islands； where plumelike
Cotton…trees nodded their shadowy crests； they swept with the current；
Then emerged into broad lagoons； where silvery sand…bars
Lay in the stream； and along the wimpling waves of their margin；
Shining with snow…white plumes； large flocks of pelicans waded。
Level the landscape grew； and along the shores of the river；
Shaded by china…trees； in the midst of luxuriant gardens；
Stood the houses of planters； with negro…cabins and dove…cots。
They were approaching the region where reigns perpetual summer；
Where through the Golden Coast； and groves of orange and citron；
Sweeps with majestic curve the river away to the eastward。
They； too； swerved from their course； and； entering the Bayou of Plaquemine；
Soon were lost in a maze of sluggish and devious waters；
Which； like a network of steel； extended in every direction。
Over their heads the towering and tenebrous boughs of the cypress
Met in a dusky arch； and trailing mosses in mid…air
Waved like banners that hang on the walls of ancient cathedrals。
Deathlike the silence seemed； and unbroken； save by the herons
Home to their roosts in the cedar…trees returning at sunset；
Or by the owl； as he greeted the moon with demoniac laughter。
Lovely the moonlight was as it glanced and gleamed on the water；
Gleamed on the columns of cypress and cedar sustaining the arches；
Down through whose broken vaults it fell as through chinks in a ruin。
Dreamlike； and indistinct； and strange were all things around them；
And o'er their spirits there came a feel