 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 ; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the...  The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century - Stran 193avtor: Lyre - 1841 - 344 straniCelotni ogled - O knjigi
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 506 strani
...When the 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...fair 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... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Gulian Crommerlin Verplanck - 1827 - 332 strani
...When the 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...fair 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... | |
 | 1828 - 244 strani
...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,...fair, meek 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... | |
 | 1828 - 646 strani
...V» hen the 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 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... | |
 | 1829 - 436 strani
...When the 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...fair 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... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 strani
...When the 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...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... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 strani
...sunflower by the brook in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as foils the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile...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... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 strani
...When the 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...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... | |
 | 1831 - 548 strani
...the 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...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 - 424 strani
...When the 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...fair, 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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