Thatched were the roofs, with dormer-windows and gables projecting Over the basement below protected and shaded the doorway. Strongly built were the houses, with frames of oak and of hemlock, Such as the peasants of Normandy built in the reign of the Henries. West and south there were fields of flax, and orchards and cornfields Spreading afar and unfenced o'er the plain and away to the northward Blomidon rose, and the forests old, and aloft on the mountains Sea-fogs pitched their tents, and mists from the mighty Atlantic Looked on the happy valley, but ne'er from their station descended There, in the midst of its farms, reposed the Acadian village. Dikes, that the hands of the farmers had raised with labor incessant, Shut out the turbulent tides but at stated seasons the flood-gates Opened, and welcomed the sea to wander at will o'er the meadows. Vast meadows stretched to the eastward, Giving the village its name, and pasture to flocks without number. In the Acadian land, on the shores of the Basin of Minas, Distant, secluded, still, the little village of Grand-Pré Lay in the fruitful valley. Ye who believe in affection that hopes, and endures, and is patient, Ye who believe in the beauty and strength of woman's devotion, List to the mournful tradition still sung by the pines of the forest List to a Tale of Love in Acadie, home of the happy. This is the forest primeval but where are the hearts that beneath it Leaped like the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman Where is the thatch-roofed village, the home of Acadian farmers, Men whose lives glided on like rivers that water the woodlands, Darkened by shadows of earth, but reflecting an image of heaven? Waste are those pleasant farms, and the farmers forever departed! Scattered like dust and leaves, when the mighty blasts of October Seize them, and whirl them aloft, and sprinkle them far o'er the ocean Naught but tradition remains of the beautiful village of Grand-Pré. Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms. Motion sickness.This is the forest primeval. Does my dizzy patient have a stroke? A systematic review of bedside diagnosis in acute vestibular syndrome. Tarnutzer AA, Berkowitz AL, Robinson KA, Hsieh YH, Newman-Toker DE. A historical view of motion sickness - a plague at sea and on land, also with military impact. The neurophysiology and treatment of motion sickness. Koch A, Cascorbi I, Westhofen M, Dafotakis M, Klapa S, Kuhtz-Buschbeck JP. Meniere's, migraine, and motion sickness. Genetic variants associated with motion sickness point to roles for inner ear development, neurological processes and glucose homeostasis. Hromatka BS, Tung JY, Kiefer AK, Do CB, Hinds DA, Eriksson N. Susceptibility to nausea and motion sickness as a function of the menstrual cycle. Matchock RL, Levine ME, Gianaros PJ, Stern RM. Vertigo/dizziness as a drugs' adverse reaction. Motion sickness: more than nausea and vomiting.
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