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" They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread. The robin and the wren 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, that lately sprang... "
Selections for Memorizing: For Primary, Intermediate, and High School Grades - 153. oldal
1892 - 195 oldal
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The New-York Review, and Atheneum Magazine, 1. kötet

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...

The New-York Review, and Atheneum Magazine, 1. kötet

William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 506 oldal
...flowers, that smiled beneath the feet, Of hues so passing beautiful, and breath so passing sweet ? Alas, they all are in their graves — the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds with the fair and good of ours : The rain is falling on their graves...

The Talisman for ...

William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Gulian Crommerlin Verplanck - 1827 - 332 oldal
...woods and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove the withered leaves lie dead, They rustle to the eddying gust and to the rabbit's...are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprung and stood, In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood? Alas ! they all are in...

The Medical Intelligencer: Containing Extracts from Foreign and ..., 5. kötet

1828 - 646 oldal
...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 to the rabbit's...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,...

The Worcester Talisman, 1. kötet

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,...

Specimens of American Poetry: With Critical and Biographical ..., 3. kötet

Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 oldal
...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 to the rabbit's...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...

Kettell, Samuel: Specimens of American Poetry...

1829 - 436 oldal
...the rabbit's tread. The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the And from the wood top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where...are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprung and stood, In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in...

The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth Century

Lyre - 1830 - 396 oldal
...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 rabbit's...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,...

Studies in Poetry: Embracing Notices of the Lives and Writings of the Best ...

George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 oldal
...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 to the rabbit's...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...

The Southern Review, 8. kötet

1832 - 542 oldal
...woods, and meadows brown and sear. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's...the fair young flowers that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer years, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their graves, the...




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