 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1833 - 180 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,...to find them in the wood and by the stream no more. And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair, meek blossom that grew up and faded... | |
 | 1834 - 438 pages
...trees an And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, [still The south wind searches lor the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs...to find them in the wood and by the stream no more. And then I think of one who iu tier youthful beauty died, The fair, meek blossom that grew up" and... | |
 | 1835 - 430 pages
...is heard, though all the trees And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore,...to find them in the wood and by the stream no more. And then I think of one who in lier youthful hcnnly dieii. The liiir merk blossom that gww upend fad... | |
 | 1835 - 430 pages
...the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more. And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died. The fair meek blossom that grew up and faded... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 288 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,...to find them in the wood and by the stream no more. And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair, meek blossom that grew up and faded... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 286 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,...sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair, meek blossom that grew up and faded... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1836 - 434 pages
...still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the Mowers, whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood, and by the streams no more. And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair meek blossom that... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1838 - 282 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, And sighs to find them in the wood, and by the streams no more. And then I think of one who in her youthful hcauty died, The fair meek blossom that... | |
 | 740 pages
...though all the treet are »till, And twinkle in the imoky light the aateri of the rill, The loath-wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find tlu'm in the wood and by the stream no more." * Of the poetry of these exquisite lines, the melancholy... | |
 | Emily Taylor - 1839 - 304 pages
...heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore,...to find them in the wood and by the stream no more. And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair meek blossom that grew up and faded... | |
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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... 
