 | Miss Colman (Pamela Atkins) - 1850 - 126 Seiten
...wood-top calls the crow, Through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowera, the fair young fiowera, That lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, A beauteous sisterhood t Alas 1 they all are in their graves; The gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, —... | |
 | 1850 - 288 Seiten
...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, the fair young flowers, that . lately sprung and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a heauteous sister'hood? Alas ! they all are in... | |
 | Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 408 Seiten
...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...fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie,But the cold November rain Calls not, from out the gloomy earth, The lovely ones again. The wind-flower... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1851 - 371 Seiten
...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...airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in.their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of... | |
 | 1851
...these " calm, mild" sunny days. But sometimes, while we pensively dwell on the remembrance, that " They all are in their graves ; The gentle race of...their lowly beds, With the fair and good of ours," a happy change comes o'er the spirit of the dream, if, by lucky chance, we meet with — as we may... | |
 | 1851
...they nil nre in their groves ; the gentle race of flowers Are lying m their lowly beds w;ith the fmr and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie ; but the eold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earlh the lorely ones again. The wind-flower and the... | |
 | Naturalist pseud, Edward WILSON (M.A., F.L.S.) - 1852
...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, the fair young...are in their graves : the gentle race of flowers Are resting in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours : The rain is falling where they lie ;... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 371 Seiten
...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...! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of floweri Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they... | |
 | Henrietta Dumont - 1852 - 300 Seiten
...from the wood-top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the young fair flowers, that lately sprang and stood, In brighter...graves ; the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lonely beds, with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie : but the cold November... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1852 - 240 Seiten
...from the wood top caws the crow Through all the gloomy day. 4. Where are the flowers, the young, fair flowers, That lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs — A beauteous sisterhood ? 8. Alas ! they all are in their graves ; The gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lonely beds,... | |
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Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their graves ; the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds with the fair and good... 
