And the yellow sunflower by the brook in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland, glade, and glen. And now, when comes the calm mild day,... The naturalist's poetical companion, with notes, selected by E. Wilson - Strana 404podľa Naturalist pseud, Edward Wilson (M.A., F.L.S.) - 1852Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
| David Bates Tower - 1853 - Počet stránok 272
...squirrel and the bee From out their winter home, — 11. When the sound of dropping nuts'is heard, Thaugh all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light The waters of the rill, — 12. The south wind searches for the flowers Whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them... | |
| Beautiful poetry - 1854 - Počet stránok 432
...plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland, glade, and glen. And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come,...twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood... | |
| 1854 - Počet stránok 456
...plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland, glade, and glen. And now, when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will...twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood... | |
| Orton Lowe - 1914 - Počet stránok 344
...beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come,...twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood... | |
| 1914 - Počet stránok 424
...is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill. Robert Louis Stevenson AUTUMN — When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all...twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill — Bryant The day becomes more solemn and serene When noon is past — there is a harmony In Autumn,... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1914 - Počet stránok 400
...plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland, glade, and glen. And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come,...the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; 20 When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky... | |
| Michigan. State Board of Library Commissioners - 1915 - Počet stránok 82
...plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland, glade, and glen. And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come,...south-wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more. And then I think of one who... | |
| Sarah Emma Simons - 1915 - Počet stránok 492
...plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland, glade, and glen. And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come,...twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood... | |
| Mary Edwards Calhoun, Emma Leonora MacAlarney - 1915 - Počet stránok 670
...falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland, glade, And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come,...twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood... | |
| Jessie Belle Rittenhouse - 1915 - Počet stránok 344
...plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland, glade, and glen. And now, when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will...twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers, whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood... | |
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