The swallows all have wing'd across the main ; But here the Autumn melancholy dwells, And sighs her tearful spells Amongst the sunless shadows of the plain. Alone, alone, Upon a mossy stone, She sits and reckons up the dead and gone, With the last leaves... Poems - Página 145de Thomas Hood - 1846 - 229 páginasVisualização completa - Sobre este livro
| 1823 - 732 páginas
...honey bees have stored The sweets of Summer in their luscious cells ; The swallows all have wing'd across the main ;— But here the Autumn Melancholy...the plain. Alone — alone — upon a mossy stone, Until her drowsy feet forgotten be, She sits and reckons up the dead and gone, With the last leaves... | |
| Thomas Hood - 1827 - 180 páginas
...sweets of Summer in their luscious cells ; The swallows all have wing'd across the main ; But.here the Autumn melancholy dwells, And sighs her tearful...mossy stone, She sits and reckons up the dead and gone IV. With the last leaves for a love-rosary, Whilst all the wither'd world looks drearily, Like a dim... | |
| 1841 - 586 páginas
...And honey bees have stor'd The sweets of Summer in their luscious cells; The swallows all have wing'd across the main; But here the Autumn melancholy dwells,...Whilst all the wither'd world looks drearily, Like a dimm'd picture of the drowned past In the hush'd mind's mysterious far away, Doubtful what ghostly... | |
| 1845 - 260 páginas
...fashioning a garland for her grave— " With the last leaves for a love-rosary, Whilst all the withered world looks drearily, Like a dim picture of the drowned past, In the hushed-mind's mysterious far-away. Doubtful what ghostly thing will steal the last Into that distance,... | |
| Thomas Hood - 1846 - 300 páginas
...honey bees have stor'd The sweets of summer in their luscious cells ; The swallows all have wing'd across the main ; But here the Autumn melancholy dwells,...the last leaves for a love-rosary, Whilst all the wither 'd world looks drearily, Like a dim picture of the drowned past In the hush'd mind's mysterious... | |
| Nathaniel Langdon Frothingham - 1852 - 390 páginas
...Trembling, — and one upon the old oak-tree ! Alone, alone, Upon a mossy stone, We sit, and reckon up the dead and gone, With the last leaves for a love-rosary." There is a charm in such expressions of sensibility, that easily melts us. But let us not yield to... | |
| Nathaniel Langdon Frothingham - 1852 - 384 páginas
...Trembling, — and one upon the old oak-tree ! Alone, alone, Upon a mossy stone, We sit, and reckon up the dead and gone, With the last leaves for a love-rosary." There is a charm in such expressions of sensibility, that easily melts us. But let us not yield to... | |
| Thomas Hood - 1854 - 536 páginas
...accomplished hoard, The ants have brimmed their garners with ripe grain, And honey-bees have stored The sweets of summer in their luscious cells ; The...the last leaves for a love-rosary, Whilst all the withered world looks drearily, Like a dim picture of the drowned past In the hushed mind's mysterious... | |
| Thomas Hood - 1854 - 424 páginas
...stored The sweets of Summer in their luscious cells ; The swallows all have wing'd across the mam ; But here the Autumn melancholy dwells, And sighs her...the last leaves for a love-rosary, Whilst all the wither' d world looks drearily, Like a dim picture of the drowned past In the hush'd mind's mysterious... | |
| Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 páginas
...aceomplish'd hoard ; The ants have cramm'd their garners with ripe grain, And honey-bees have stored The sweets of Summer in their luscious cells ; The...Autumn melancholy dwells, And sighs her tearful spells Among the sunless shadows of the plain : Alone, alone, Upon a mossy stone, She sits and reckons up... | |
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