 Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; 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.  Southern Review - Стр. 4511831Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | 1850 - Страниц: 340
...devours, When all the world around us lowers, We '11 look from earth to heaven. THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS. THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,...wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown and sere. Heap'd in the hollows of the grove the wither'd leaves lie dead, They rustle to the eddying gust... | |
 | Pliny Miles - 1850 - Страниц: 374
...him not know it, and he's not robbed at all. Othello — Act 3, Sc. 3. SHAKSPEARE. MAKE A MUMMY. 139. The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,...wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollow of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying... | |
 | Louisa Fisher Hawes - 1850 - Страниц: 396
...chill night wind whistling against the casement. I thought continually of Bryant's words on autumn, " The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,...wailing winds and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere." But I thank God, that a year has taught me better lessons. How quickly this summer has passed... | |
 | Pliny Miles - 1850 - Страниц: 372
...him not know it, and he's not robbed at all. Othello — Act 3, Sc. 3. SHAKSPEARE. MAKE A MUMMY. 139. The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,...wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollow of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying... | |
 | 1863 - Страниц: 896
...this season of the year, Bryant's beautiful Poem on THE DKATH OF Till FLOWERS. The melancholy days arc come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere, Heaped in the hollow of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust,... | |
 | Miss Colman (Pamela Atkins) - 1850 - Страниц: 146
...clear, pearly, virgin lustre ahed Forth from thy breast upon the river's bed, The Death of the Flowers. THE melancholy days are come, The saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked wooda, And meadows brown and sear. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, The withered leaves lie dead;... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1851 - Страниц: 380
...heaven's wide-open gates did flow Health and refreshment on the world below. THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS. THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,...and sear. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread. The robin and... | |
 | John Sartain, Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1851 - Страниц: 1054
...days are come. The saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, And meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, The withered leaves...rustle to the eddying gust, And to the rabbit's tread." THB pioverbial dreariness of November seems to have been too well established, to admit of denial by... | |
 | 1918 - Страниц: 798
...express, will fail to do the same, we give it without hesitation. It is — THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS. The melancholy days are come. The saddest of the year....winds and naked woods. And meadows brown and sear ; Heap'd in the hollows of the grove, The wither'd leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gnst,... | |
 | 1851 - Страниц: 686
...come, tho saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and mcudows brown and sere. Henppd in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves lie...They rustle to the eddying gust and to the rabbit's trend. The robin and the wren nre flown, and from the shrub the jay. And from the wood-top calls the... | |
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