 | John Frost - 1845 - 458 pages
...squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance...fair meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side. In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1845 - 846 pages
...though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south-wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore,...fair meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side : In the cold moist earth we laid her when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely... | |
 | 1846 - 436 pages
...When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches...fair, meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side : In the cold, moist earth we laid her, when the' forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely... | |
 | Book - 1847 - 206 pages
...When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill,— The south wind searches...fair meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side ; In the cold moist earth we laid her when the forest cast the leaf. And we wept that one so lovely... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1847 - 520 pages
...When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches...fair meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side: In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1847 - 456 pages
...When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches...fair, meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side : In the cold moist earth we laid her when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely... | |
 | Book - 1847 - 216 pages
...When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill,— The south wind searches...them in the wood and by the stream no more. And then 1 think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair meek blossom that grew up and faded by my... | |
 | 1848 - 650 pages
...brightness of their smile was gone from upward, glade and glen. The south-wind searches for the flowers when fragrance late he bore And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more." As sings the true poet of America, Bryant. Dead, all dead ! save, as we said before, those bright-hued... | |
 | Benjamin B. Bowen - 1847 - 450 pages
...whispered to them, by the angels in their dreams. CHATTER VIII. And then I think of those who in their youthful beauty died, The fair meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side ; In the cold, moist earth we laid them when the forest cast their leaf, And we wept that those so... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 502 pages
...When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, Though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light The waters of the rill, The south wind searches...stream no more. And then I think of one, who in Her youth ful beauty died, The fair, meek blossom that grew up And faded by my side ; In the cold, moist... | |
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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 the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the... 
