| Her Writing... |
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| The first chapter of Maud's legendary story Anne of Green Gables. |
| A List of Stories by L.M. Montgomery... Anne of Green Gables Anne of Avonlea Anne of the Island Anne of Windy Poplars Anne's House of Dreams Anne of Ingleside Rainbow Valley Rilla of Ingleside Emily of New Moon Emily Climbs Emily's Quest Chronicles of Avonlea Further Chronicles of Avonlea The Story Girl The Golden Road The Blue Castle Magic for Marigold Jane of Lantern Hill Pat of Silver Bush Mistress Pat A Tangled Web Kilmeny of the Orchard The Anne of Green Gables Address Book The Anne of Green Gables Birthday Book The Anne of Green Gables Cookbook The Anne of Green Gables Diary |
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| Maud's most well-known novel Anne of Green Gables. |
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| Anne of the Island. |
| "The Monarch of the Forest" (a poem Maud wrote at the age of nine) Around the poplar and the spruce The fir and maple stood; But the old tree that I loved the best Grew in the Haunted Wood. It was a stately, tall old birch, With spreading branches green; It kept off heat and sun and glare- 'Twas a goodly tree, I ween. 'Twas the Monarch of the Forest, A splendid kingly name, Oh, it was a beautiful tree, A tree that was known to fame. |
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| "Evening Dreams" (written at age twelve) When the evening sun is setting Quietly in the west, In a halo of rainbow glory, I sit me down to rest. I forget the present and future, I live over the past once more, As I see before me crowding The beautiful days of yore. |
| "My Longshore Lass" Far in the mellow western sky, Above the restless harbor bar, A beacon on the coast of night, Shines out a calm, white evening star; But your deep eyes, my longshore lass, Are brighter, clearer far. The glory of the sunset past Still gleams upon the water there, But all its splendor cannot match The wind-blown brightness of your hair; Not any sea-maid's floating locks Of gold are half so fair. The waves are whispering to the sands With murmurs of as elfin glee; But your low laughter, longshore lass, Is like a sea-harp's melody, And the vibrant tones of your tender voice Are sweeter far to me |