 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - Страниц: 506
...sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the...meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side ; In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forests cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Gulian Crommerlin Verplanck - 1827 - Страниц: 332
...sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the...meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side. In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should... | |
 | 1828 - Страниц: 244
...eouth-wind searches for the flowers, whose fragrance late he bore, Aud sighs to find them in the field, and by the stream no more. And then I think of one,...blossom that grew up, and faded by my side; — In the cold, moist earth, we laid her, when the tempest cast the leaf — And we wept that one so lovely... | |
 | 1828 - Страниц: 646
...south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late ha bore, And sighs to nnd them in the woods and by the stream no more. And then I think of one who in her youthful beaulv died, A he fair meek blossom that grew up and faded by "my side, in the cold moist earth we... | |
 | 1829 - Страниц: 436
...sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the...meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side. In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - Страниц: 432
...sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the...to find them in the wood and by the stream no more. In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - Страниц: 516
...sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the...sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no mora^ \ i And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died. The fair meek blossom that grew... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - Страниц: 396
...sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the hazy light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the...And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair meek blossom that grew up and faded... | |
 | 1831 - Страниц: 548
...sound of droppmg nuts is heard, though all the trees are still. And twinkle in the smoky light of the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the...flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to ¡им! them in the wood and by the stream no raore. And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty... | |
 | 1832 - Страниц: 424
...sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the...meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side : In the cold moist earth we laid her when the forest cast the leaf, And wept that one so lovely should... | |
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And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home... 
