 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 690
...crow, Through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, That lately sprang fulling where they lie, But the cold November rain Calls not, from out the gloomy earth, The lovely... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 452
...crow, through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous...lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ourso The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain The wind-flower and the violet,... | |
 | Timothy Shay Arthur - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 500
...season, I can sigh — 4 Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood hi brighter light, and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood...they all are in their graves ; the gentle race of flower* Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours. * # " * * * • ' The wind-flower,... | |
 | Timothy Shay Arthur - 1856 - عدد الصفحات: 256
...melancholy season, I can sigh — ' Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light, and softer airs, a beauteous...their Lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours The wind-flower, and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and orchis died amid the summer... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1856 - عدد الصفحات: 808
...who in her youthful beauty died, The fair, meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side : * • * * The gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours. " And in his volume there is a sonnet addressed to her, while sick she waited Till the slow plague... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1856 - عدد الصفحات: 310
...flowers, that lately sprang and stood, In brighter light and seller airs, a beauteous sisterhood t Alas ! they all are in their graves ; the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lonely beds, with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie : but the cold November... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - عدد الصفحات: 316
...flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light, and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood 1 Alas ! they all are in their graves, — the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lonely beds, with the fair and good of ours : The rain is falling where they lie ; but the cold November... | |
 | Elbridge Gerry Paige - 1857 - عدد الصفحات: 362
...THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS. TEXT. — Where are the flowcrt, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they are all in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and... | |
 | Timothy Shay Arthur - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 506
...season, I can sigh — * Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood hi brighter light, and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood...with the fair and good of ours. * * * * * * * 'The wind-flower, and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and orchis died amid the summer... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 422
...flown, And from the shrub the jay, And from the wood-top caws* the crow, Through all the gloomy day. 2. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, That...The gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly bed, Wife the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie; But the cold November rain... | |
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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. 
