 They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread. The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang...  The Guardian - Стр. 3461863Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - Страниц: 506
...flowers, that smiled beneath the feet, Of hues so passing beautiful, and breath so passing sweet ? Alas, they all are in their graves — the gentle...with the fair and good of ours : The rain is falling on their graves — but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Gulian Crommerlin Verplanck - 1827 - Страниц: 332
...gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprung and stood, In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood? Alas...windflower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier rose and the orchis died, amid the summer's glow ; But on the hill the golden rod, and the aster... | |
 | 1828 - Страниц: 646
...lately sprung and stood In brighter light and sotler airs, a beauteous sisterhood. Alas! they are all in their graves,— the gentle race of flowers Are...is falling where they lie,— but the cold November ruin Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely one again. The wildflower and the violet, they... | |
 | 1829 - Страниц: 436
...gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprung and stood, In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas...lovely ones again. The windflower and the violet, they perish'd long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died, amid the summer's glow ; But on the hill... | |
 | 1829 - Страниц: 606
...and parent soar at once Toward heaven, then part, nor know each other more ! THE PARSONAGE. " Ala« ! they all are in their graves — the gentle race of flowers, Are lying in theit lowly beds, with the lair and good of ours." THE interesting month of October has again arrived,... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - Страниц: 432
...through all the gloomy day. jay> Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas! they all are in their graves—the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours:... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - Страниц: 396
...through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprung and stood Alas ! they all are in their graves — the gentle...lovely ones again. The wind-flower and the violet, they perish'd long ago, And the brier-rose, and the orchis died, amid the summer's glow ; But on the hill... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - Страниц: 516
...gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprung and stood, In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood? Alas!...is falling where they lie— but the cold November ram , summer'i Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again. The windflower and the violet,... | |
 | 1831 - Страниц: 548
...flowers that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer years, a beauteous sisterhood Î Alas ! they all are in their graves, the gentle race...wind-flower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the briar-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow; But on the hill the golden rod, and the aster... | |
 | 1832 - Страниц: 542
...the flowers, the fair young flowers that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer years, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their...wind-flower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the briar-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow ; But on the hill the golden rod, and the aster... | |
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