 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 184 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 beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in... | |
 | 1855 - 430 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...falling where they lie, but the cold November rain The wind-flower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 622 Seiten
...wren ore 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...beds, With the fair and good of ours. The rain is fulling where they lie, But the cold November rain Calls not, from out the gloomy earth, The lovely... | |
 | 1855
...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...lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ourso The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain The wind-flower and the violet,... | |
 | Live - 1855 - 154 Seiten
...both before and after it; as, " Here, and here only, lies the peculiar character of the revolution." "Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that...brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood?" Note.—When the word or words to be set off according to the three preceding rules stand at the beginning... | |
 | Poetry - 1855 - 68 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 flowers, that lately sprang and stood Alas ! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with... | |
 | Timothy Shay Arthur - 1855 - 475 Seiten
...mourn for it as a friend lost to me forever. With Bryant, at this melancholy season, I can sigh — 4 Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood hi brighter light, and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their graves ;... | |
 | John Frost - 1855 - 444 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 flowers, that lately sprung and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ! Alas ! they all are in... | |
 | Timothy Shay Arthur - 1856 - 240 Seiten
...mourn for it as a friend lost to me forever. With Bryant, at this melancholy season, I can sigh — ' Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that...their Lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours The wind-flower, and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and orchis died amid the summer... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 292 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...brighter light, and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood 1 Alas ! they all are in their graves, — the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lonely beds,... | |
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