 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 rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.  The Book of Flowers - Side 360av Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1836 - 372 siderUten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 506 sider
...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, Gulian Crommerlin Verplanck - 1827 - 332 sider
...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...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 the golden rod, and the aster... | |
 | 1829 - 436 sider
...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...lovely ones again. The windflower and the violet, they perish'd long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died, amid the summer's glow ; But on the hill... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 sider
...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 again. The windflower and the violet, they perish'd long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died, amid the summer's But on the hill the golden... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 sider
...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...lovely ones again. The wind-flower and the violet, they perish'd long ago, And the brier-rose, and the orchis died, amid the summer's glow ; But on the hill... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 sider
...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, they perish'd long ago And the brier-rose and the orchis died, amid the s glow ; But on the hill the golden... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1832 - 244 sider
...The gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, With the fair and good of ours. The Tain is falling where they lie; But the cold November rain...orchis died, Amid the summer glow ; But on the hill the golden-rod, And the aster in the wood, And the yellow sun-flower by the brook, In autumn beauty stood,... | |
 | 1832 - 542 sider
...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...wind-flower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the briar-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow ; But on the hill the golden rod, and the aster... | |
 | 1832 - 424 sider
...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...ones again. ' The 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... | |
 | 1832 - 534 sider
...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...Calls not, from out the gloomy earth, the lovely ones agam. The wind-flower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the briar-rose and the orchis died... | |
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