 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...  The Fourth Reader - Trang 107bởi William Torrey Harris, Andrew Jackson Rickoff, Mark Bailey - 1878 - 248 trangXem Toàn bộ - Giới thiệu về cuốn sách này
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 506 trang
...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...with the fair and good of ours : The rain is falling on their graves — but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Gulian Crommerlin Verplanck - 1827 - 332 trang
...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...falling where they lie — but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again. The windflower and the violet, they perished... | |
 | 1828 - 646 trang
...lately sprung and stood In brighter light and sotler airs, a beauteous sisterhood. Alas! they are all in their graves,— the gentle race of flowers Are...is falling where they lie,— but the cold November ruin Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely one again. The wildflower and the violet, they... | |
 | 1829 - 436 trang
...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...falling where they lie — but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again. The windflower and the violet, they perish'd... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 trang
...the crow, through all the gloomy day. jay> Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately 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 of ours:... | |
 | 1829 - 606 trang
...and parent soar at once Toward heaven, then part, nor know each other more ! THE PARSONAGE. " Ala« ! they all are in their graves — the gentle race of flowers, Are lying in theit lowly beds, with the lair and good of ours." THE interesting month of October has again arrived,... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 trang
...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...is falling where they lie— but the cold November ram , summer'i Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again. The windflower and the violet,... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 trang
...through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprung and stood Alas ! they all are in their graves — the gentle...falling where they lie — but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again. The wind-flower and the violet, they perish'd... | |
 | 1831 - 548 trang
...flowers that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer years, a beauteous sisterhood Î Alas ! they all are in their graves, the gentle race...falling where they lie, but the cold November rain, Calls not, from out the gloomy earth, the lovely ones again. The wind-flower and the violet, they perished... | |
 | 1832 - 424 trang
...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...falling where they lie ; but the cold November rain Calls not, from out the gloomy earth, the lovely ones again. ' The wind-flower and the violet, they... | |
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