 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Gulian Crommerlin Verplanck - 1827 - 332 strani
...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...side. In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should have a lot so brief; Yet not unmeet it... | |
 | 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,...— In the cold, moist earth, we laid her, when the tempest cast the leaf — And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief: — Yet not uumeet... | |
 | 1828 - 646 strani
...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 - 436 strani
...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...side. In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should have a lot so brief; Yet not unmeet it... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 strani
...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...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 - 516 strani
...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...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 - 396 strani
...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 flowers whose...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 - 548 strani
...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... | |
 | A. B. Cleveland - 1832 - 496 strani
...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...side: In the cold moist earth we laid her when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief; Yet not unmeet it... | |
 | 1832 - 424 strani
...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...side : In the cold moist earth we laid her when the forest cast the leaf, And wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief; Yet not unmeet it was,... | |
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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, When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the... 
