 | 1824 - 984 стор.
...wind's breath, Aad stars to set ; — but a//, Thn hist a// seasons Car thine own— oh, Death ! Ii it when spring's first gale, Comes forth to whisper where the violets lie ! Is it when roses hi our path grow pale ! They him one season— я/í are ours to die ! Thou art where billows foam,... | |
 | 1824 - 624 стор.
...When summer-birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden graiu — But who shall teach us when to look for thee ' Is...lie ? Is it when roses in our paths grow pale ? They hare one season — all are ours to die ! Thou art where billows foam, Thou art where music melts upon... | |
 | Select poetry - 1825 - 182 стор.
...When summer birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain — But who shall teach us when to look for thee ? Is...whisper where the violets lie ? Is it when roses in our path grow pale ? They have one season — all are ours to die ! Thou art where billows foam, Thou art... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - 502 стор.
...wane, When summer-birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain— But who shall teach us when to look for thee ?—...when roses in our paths grow pale ?— They have one season—all are ours to die ! Thou art where billows foam, Thou art where music melts upon the air... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - 502 стор.
...When summer-birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain — But who shall teach us when to look for thee ? —...violets lie ? Is it when roses in our paths grow pale ? — f They have one season — all are ours to die ! Thou art where billows foam, Thou art where... | |
 | 1827 - 396 стор.
...When summer birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain — But who shall teach us when to look for thee? Is it...gale Comes forth to whisper where the violets lie? la it when roses in our paths grow pale " They have one season — nil are ours to die ' Thou art where... | |
 | George Merriam - 1828 - 292 стор.
...shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grainBut who shall teach us when to leok for thee ? — Is it when Spring's first gale Comes...in our paths grow pale ? — They have one season — oK are ours to die ! Thou art where billows foam, Thou art where music melts upon the air ; Thou... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 стор.
...When summer-birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain — But who shall teach us when to look for thee ? —...gale Comes forth to whisper where the violets lie :' la it when roses in our paths grow pale ? — They have one season— all are ours to die ! Thou... | |
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We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain — But who shall teach us when to look for thee ? Is it when spring's first gale Comes forth to whisper where the violets lie?... 
