 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 502 oldal
...sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove the summer leaves lie dead, They rustle to the eddying wind, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren...through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the bright young flowers, that smiled beneath the feet, Of hues so passing beautiful, and breath so passing... | |
 | 1828 - 646 oldal
...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 and...are flown, and from the shrubs the jay And from the wood top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers,... | |
 | 1828 - 244 oldal
...Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the summer leaves lie dead — They rustle to the edying-winJ, and to the rabbit's tread : — The robin and the...flown , and from the shrubs, the Jay, And from the wood-'.op calls the crow, thro' all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the bright, younj flowers,... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 oldal
...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 and...robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the And from the wood top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. jay> Where are the flowers, the fair... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 oldal
...and naked woods and meadows brown and sere. Heap'd in the hollows of the grove, the wither'd leave* lie dead, They rustle to the eddying gust and to the...are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers,... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 oldal
...wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown and sere. Heap'd in the hollews of the grove the wither'd leaves lie dead, They rustle to the eddying gust and...robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jtj, And from the wood top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair... | |
 | 1832 - 424 oldal
...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,...tread. The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrub the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers,... | |
 | A. B. Cleveland - 1832 - 496 oldal
...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,...tread. The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrub the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers,... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1832 - 244 oldal
...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 gust, And to the rabbit's tread. ^ The robbin and the wren are flown, • And from the shrub the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow.... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1833 - 180 oldal
...winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sear. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust,...robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the iay. And from the wood-top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair... | |
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THE melancholy 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 autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread... 
