 Father, thy hand Hath reared these venerable columns, thou Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun, Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze,...  Poems: Collected and Arranged by the Author, Complete in One Volume - Сторінка 131автори: William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 378 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1824 - 494 стор.
...sun, Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And shot towards heaven. The century -living crow Whose birth was in their tops, grew old and died...humble worshipper to hold Communion with his Maker. Here are seen No traces of man's pomp or pride ; — no silks Rustle, no jewels shine, nor envious... | |
 | 1825 - 574 стор.
...shook their green leaves in tby breeze, And shot towards heaven. The century-living crow Whose hirth was in their tops, grew old and died Among their branches,...they stand, massy and tall and dark, Fit shrine for bumble worshipper to hold Communion with his Maker. Here are seen No traces of man's pomp or pride... | |
 | 1825 - 492 стор.
...heaven. The century-living crow Whose hirth was in their tops, grew old and died Among their hranches, till, at last, they stood, As now they stand, massy and tall and dark, Fit shrine for humhle worshipper to hold Communion with his Maker. Here are seen No traces of mau's pomp or pride... | |
 | 1826 - 192 стор.
...All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun, Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And shot towards heaven. The century-living crow Whose...humble worshipper to hold Communion with his Maker. Here are seen No trace? of man's pomp or pride ; — no silks Rustle, no jewels shine, nor envious... | |
 | 1826 - 524 стор.
...Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And shot towards heaven. The century-living crovr Whose birth was in their tops, grew old and died Among...stand, massy and tall and dark, Fit shrine, for humble worshiper to hold Communion with his Maker. Here are seen No traces of man's pomp or pride ; — no... | |
 | 1826 - 192 стор.
...AH these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun, Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And shot towards heaven. The century-living crow Whose birth was in their tops, grow old and died Among their branches, till, at last, they stood, As now they stand, massy and tall... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1828 - 320 стор.
...All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun, Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And shot towards heaven. The century-living crow,...humble worshipper to hold Communion with his Maker. Here are seen No traces of man's pomp or pride ; no silks Rustle, no jewels shine,' nor envious eyes... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1829 - 290 стор.
...All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun, Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And shot towards heaven. The century-living crow,...humble worshipper to hold Communion with his Maker. Here are seen No traces of man's pomp or pride ; no silks Rustle, no jewels shine, nor envious eyes... | |
 | 1831 - 442 стор.
...All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy Sun, Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And shot towards heaven. The century-living crow,...shrine for humble worshipper, to hold Communion with bis Maker. Here are seen No traces of man's pomp or pride: no silks Rustle, no jewels shine, nor envious... | |
 | 1832 - 650 стор.
...All these fair ranks of trees. They in thy sun Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And shot towards heaven. The century-living crow Whose birth was in their tops, grew old and died Among iheir branches, till at last they stood, As now they stand, massive and tall and dark, Fit shrine for... | |
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