 | 1828 - 646 str.
...fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men And the bnghlness of their smile was gone from upland, glade and glen.' And now when...the calm mild day,— as still such days will come Jo call the sqmrrel and the bee from out their winter home,— V» hen the sound of dropping- nuts... | |
 | 1828 - 244 str.
...clear, cold Heaven, as falls the plague on men, Aud the blossom never smiled again by uplaud glade or glen. And now, when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days must come, To call the squirrel and the bee, from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 str.
...from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague glow; hill 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, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 str.
...the frost from the clear cold heaven, as foils the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland, glade, and glen. And now when...though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the hazy light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 str.
...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— as still such dtJi will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping... | |
 | 1831 - 548 str.
...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 cnlm mild day, as still such days will come. To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter... | |
 | 1832 - 542 str.
...frost from the clear, cold heaven, as falls the plague "• men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland, glade, and glen. And now, when...the trees are still. And twinkle in the smoky light of the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1832 - 244 str.
...from the clear, cold heaTen, As falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone And now, when comes the calm, mild day, As still such...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... | |
 | 1832 - 534 str.
...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...bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of droppmg nuts is heard, though all the trees are still. And twinkle in the smoky light of the waters... | |
 | 1832 - 540 str.
...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,...squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When iln- sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still. And twinkle in the smoky light... | |
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But on the hill the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood, 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,... 
