 And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light, and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood? Alas! they all are in their graves, the gentle race...  Christian Examiner and Theological Review - 96 psl.1832Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 506 psl.
...lying in their lowly beds 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 again. The wind flower, and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier rose, and the orchis, died amid... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Gulian Crommerlin Verplanck - 1827 - 332 psl.
...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...lovely ones again. The 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... | |
 | 1829 - 436 psl.
...the rabbit's tread. The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the And from the wood top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where...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 the golden rod, and the aster... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 psl.
...fair and good of ours: The rain is falling where they lie—but the cold November sprung and stood, rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely...windflower and the violet, they perish'd long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died, amid the summer's But on the hill the golden rod, and the aster in... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 psl.
...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...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 the golden rod, and the aster... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 psl.
...the fair and good of ours: The rain is falling where they lie— but the cold November ram , summer'i Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones...windflower and the violet, they perish'd long ago And the brier-rose and the orchis died, amid the s glow ; But on the hill the golden rod, and the aster in... | |
 | 1831 - 548 psl.
...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...lovely ones again. The 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... | |
 | 1832 - 542 psl.
...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...lovely ones again. The 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... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1832 - 244 psl.
...The gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, With the fair and good of ours. The Tain is falling where they lie; But the cold November rain...lovely ones again. The wind-flower and the violet, They perished long ago, And the wild-rose and the orchis died, Amid the summer glow ; But on the hill the... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1833 - 180 psl.
...the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately \ they all are in their graves ; the gentle race of...lovely ones again. The wind'flower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow; But on the hill the... | |
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