 | 1850 - Страниц: 642
...The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, LHce brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn, Where a little...head-stone stood, How the flakes were folding it gently, Ae did robins the babes in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying, " Father, who makes it... | |
 | Elizabeth Nicholson - 1853 - Страниц: 412
...The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn, Where a little...And I told of the good Allfather, Who cares for us all below. Again I looked at the snowfall, And thought of the leaden sky, That arched o'er our first... | |
 | 1853 - Страниц: 478
...The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds Like brown leaves whirling by. " I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little...And I told of the good Allfather Who cares for us all below. "Again I looked at the snowfall, And thought of the leaden sky That arched o'er our first... | |
 | 1853 - Страниц: 442
...The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn, Where a little...And I told of the good Allfather, Who cares for us all below. Again I looked at the snowfall, And thought of the leaden sky, That arched o'er our first... | |
 | 1853 - Страниц: 504
...The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds Like brown leaves whirling by. " I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little...our own little Mabel, Saying, 'Father, who makes it snowf And I told of the good AUfather Who cares for us all below. "Again I looked at the snowfall,... | |
 | Cortlandt Van Rensselaer - 1855 - Страниц: 608
...The noiseless work of the sky ; And the sudden flurries of snowbirds Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn, Where a little...And "I told of the good Allfather Who cares for us all below. Again. I looked at the snow-fall, And thought of the leaden sky, That arched o'er our first... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1855 - Страниц: 474
...noiseless work of the bky. And the sudden flurries of fiimv-birds Like bro'.vn leaved whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little...the flakes were folding it gently. As did robins the ЬлЬсз ill the wood. Up Fpokc our own little Mnbel, fnvi'ig, " Father, who makes it snow Í* And... | |
 | 1911 - Страниц: 322
...The noiseless work of the sky And the sudden flurries of snowbirds, Like brown leaves whirling by. 5. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little...folding it gently, As did robins the babes in the woods. 6. Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying, "Father, who makes it snow?" And I told of the good... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1857 - Страниц: 418
...The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow birds, Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little head-stone stood, And how the flakes folded it gently, As did robins the babes in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mabel,... | |
 | Interesting tales - 1858 - Страниц: 220
...The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow birds, Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little headstone stood. And how the flakes folded it gently. As did robins the babes in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mabel,... | |
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And still fluttered down the snow. I stood and watched by the window The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little headstone stood ; How the flakes... 
