 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1891 - Страниц: 478
...The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, Like browu leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little headstone stood ; How the Hakes were folding it gently, As did robins the babes in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying,... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1891 - Страниц: 507
...my lord, behold the proof That 1 was faithful to my trust," ho said. Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little headstone stood ; How the Hakes were folding it gently, As did robins the babes in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying,... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1892 - Страниц: 193
...The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, Like brown leaves whirling by. How the flakes were folding it gently, As did robins...Who cares for us here below. Again I looked at the snow-fall, And thought of the leaden sky That arched o'er our first great sorrow, When that, mound... | |
 | Horace Parker Chandler - 1893
...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...Saying, " Father, who makes it snow ? " And I told her of the good All- Father Who cares for us here below. Again I looked at the snow-fall, And thought... | |
 | Jabez Thomas Sunderland, Brooke Herford, Frederick B. Mott - 1893
...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...little Mabel, Saying, 'Father, who makes it snow?' And'l told of the good All-Father Who cares for us here below. "Again I looked at the snow-fall, And... | |
 | Robert Comfort Metcalf - 1894
...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...headstone stood; How the flakes were folding it gently, Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying, " Father, who makes it snow ? " And I told of the good All-Father... | |
 | 1894
...upon the board; among them were: "The poorest twig- on the elm-tree, Was ridded inch deep with pearl." "Father, who makes it snow? And I told of the good All-Father. Who cares for us here below." "The snow that husheth all. Darling, the merciful Father Alone can make itfall." INDIANA SCHOOL JOURNAL,.... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman, Ellen Mackay Hutchinson - 1894
...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 flukes were folding it gently, As did robius the babes in the wood. I Up spoke our own little Mabel,... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1905 - Страниц: 113
...noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, 15 Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little...folding it gently, As did robins the babes in the wood. 20 Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying, "Father, who makes it snow?" And I told of the good All-father... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1905 - Страниц: 113
...noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, 16 Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little...folding it gently, As did robins the babes in the wood. 20 Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying, " Father, who makes it snow? " ^jid I told of the good All-father... | |
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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... 
