 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1832 - 244 strani
...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 he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood And by the streams no more, And then I think of one who in Her youthful beauty died, The fair, meek blossom that... | |
 | 1832 - 534 strani
...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 ro find them in the wood and by the stream no more. And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty... | |
 | 1833 - 522 strani
...autumnal scenery. We cannot forbear quoting the last stanza, often ns it has appeared before the public. And then I think of one, who in her youthful beauty...laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept, lhat one so lovely should have a life so brief; Yet not unmeet it was, that one, like that young friend... | |
 | 1834 - 438 strani
...trees an And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, [still The south wind searches lor the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs...by the stream no more. And then I think of one who iu tier youthful beauty died, The fair, meek blossom that grew up" and faded by my side : In the cold,... | |
 | 1835 - 430 strani
...the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream...faded by my side. In the cold moist earth we laid her, whenlhe forest cost the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should have a lot so brief! Yet not unmeet... | |
 | 1835 - 430 strani
...dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance...the stream no more. And then I think of one who in lier youthful hcnnly dieii. The liiir merk blossom that gww upend fad til by my side. In the cold moist... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 286 strani
...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...sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair, meek blossom that grew up and faded... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1836 - 434 strani
...still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the Mowers, whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood, and by the streams no more. And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair meek blossom that... | |
 | Author of The young man's own book - 1836 - 336 strani
...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 he bore, And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair, meek blossom that grew up and faded... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1838 - 282 strani
...nuts is hoard, 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...bore, And sighs to find them in the wood, and by the streams no more. And then I think of one who in her youthful hcauty died, The fair meek blossom that... | |
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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... 
