 | George Stillman Hillard - 1858 - 348 стор.
...with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night, — Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks...purple dressed, Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nejjt. Thou waitest late, and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1861 - 346 стор.
...with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night, — Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks...shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 стор.
...colour'd with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, Or columbines, in purple dress'd, Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late, and com'st alone, When woods are... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1861 - 272 стор.
...coloured with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, o 3 Or columbines, in purple dressed. Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest, Thou waitest late and... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1862 - 276 стор.
...colored with the heaven's own blue. That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks...shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue—blue—as if that sky... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1862 - 308 стор.
...openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets lean O'ci wandering brooks and springs unseen, Or columbines,...shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that... | |
 | 1864 - 206 стор.
...coloured with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks...shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue—blue—as if that sky... | |
 | 1869 - 310 стор.
...with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night — Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks...shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw neap to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart,... | |
 | 1869 - 182 стор.
...coloured with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks...shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue— blue — as if that... | |
 | 1880 - 996 стор.
...and the poem, " The Fringed Gentian." Of this last flower he says : " Thou waitest late and coni'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown. And...and shortening days portend The aged year is near nis end." The fringed gentian belongs to September, and, when the severer frosts keep away, it runs... | |
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THOU blossom bright with autumn dew, And colored with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, Or columbines, in purple dressed,... 
