 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 502 str.
...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...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 bright young flowers,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 506 str.
...interesting subject. CHARLES WATTS. THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS. THE melancholy days are come — the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows...brown and 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... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Gulian Crommerlin Verplanck - 1827 - 332 str.
...great work to set thy country free. THE CLOSE OF AUTUMN. THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds and naked woods and meadows...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,... | |
 | 1828 - 244 str.
...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,... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 str.
...wailing winds and naked 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...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... | |
 | 1829 - 436 str.
...life, And waste its little hour. THE CLOSE OF AUTUMN. THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds and naked 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... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 str.
...alone, Will lead my steps aright. THE CLOSE OF AUTUMN. THE melancholy days anTcome, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds and naked 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... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 str.
...received of thee. THE CLOSE OF AUTUMN. BY WILLIAM C. BRYANT. THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds and naked 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... | |
 | A. B. Cleveland - 1832 - 496 str.
...winds, and naked 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,...tread. The robin and 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,... | |
 | 1832 - 424 str.
...winds, and naked 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,...tread. The robin and 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,... | |
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The melancholy days are come, The saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, And meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, The autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, And to the rabbit's tread. The robin... 
