 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 506 str.
...lying in their lowly beds 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 again. The wind flower, and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier rose, and the orchis, died amid... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 502 str.
...sweet ? 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 : 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 str.
...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 : The rain is...lovely ones again. The windflower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier rose and the orchis died, amid the summer's glow ; But on the hill... | |
 | 1828 - 646 str.
...sisterhood. Alas! they are all in their graves,— the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours • The rain...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 str.
...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 : The rain is...ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died, amid the summer's glow ; But on the hill the golden rod, and the aster in the wood, And the yellow sunflower... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 str.
...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: The rain is falling where they lie—but the cold November sprung and stood, rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 str.
...and stood 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: The rain is...And the brier-rose, and the orchis died, amid the summer's glow ; But on the hill the golden rod, and the aster in the wood, And the yellow sunflower... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 str.
...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: The rain 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,... | |
 | 1832 - 424 str.
...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. The rain is...wind-flower and the violet, they perish'd long ago, And the wild-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow; But on the hill the golden-rod, and the aster in... | |
 | A. B. Cleveland - 1832 - 496 str.
...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. The rain is...windflower and the violet, they perish'd long ago, And the wild-rose and the orchis died amid the summer But on the hill the golden rod, and the aster in the... | |
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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... 
