| Priscilla Maden Watts - 1839 - 286 էջ
...forest are gay — And why should not I be as merry as they ? THE CLOSE OF AUTUMN. BY V,'. 0. BRYANT. THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,...wailing winds and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove the withered leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying... | |
| Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1840 - 280 էջ
...thee, Or an angel had ne'er set mine image before thee. L. Bancroft. — (Translated from the German.) DEATH OF THE FLOWERS. The melancholy days are come,...wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollow of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead j They rustle to the eddying... | |
| John Keese - 1840 - 304 էջ
...shall discover The home undisturbed, the green isle of the lover ! DEATH OF THE FLOWERS. BY WC BEYANT. THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,...wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying... | |
| John Keese - 1840 - 300 էջ
...discover The home undisturbed, the green isle of the lover ! • DEATH OF THE FLOWERS. BY WC BRYANT. THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,...wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying... | |
| Richard Green Parker, Charles Fox - 1841 - 290 էջ
...like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along. 200. Seven Iambuses. \ The melancholy days have come, the saddest of the year Of wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown and sere. The robin and the wren have flown, and from the shrub the jay, And from the wood lop caws* the... | |
| Lyre - 1841 - 374 էջ
...touched, will yield the music yet, it first received of thee. THE CLOSE OF AUTUMN. BY WILLIAM C. BRYANT. THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,...wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead, They rustle to the eddying... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 էջ
...hnnd the standard wave, Till from the trumpet's mouth is peal'd The blast of triumph o'er thy grave. THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS. THE melancholy days are...winds, and naked woods, And meadows brown and sear. Hcap'd in the hollows of the grove, The wither'd leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust,... | |
| Eliza Robbins - 1842 - 352 էջ
...Through endless generations, The art that calls the harvest forth, And feeds the expectant nations. THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS. The melancholy days are...wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying... | |
| Lucy Hooper - 1842 - 304 էջ
...sings your requiem all the day, And mourns because ye pass away. THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS. BRYANT. 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... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1843 - 294 էջ
...tree. Close thy sweet eyes, calmly, and without pain; And we will trust in God to see thee yet again. THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS. THE melancholy days are...Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves He dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread. The robin and the wren are flown,... | |
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