 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 sider
...where the violets blow. But not beneath a graven stone, To plead for tears with alien eyes; A slender cross of wood alone Shall say, that here a maiden...beneath the peaceful skies. And gray old trees of hngest limb Shall wheel their circling shadows round To make the scorching sunlight dim That drinks... | |
 | 1859 - 802 sider
...where the violets blow. But not beneath a graven stone, To plead for tears with alien eyes : A slender cross of wood alone Shall say, that here a maiden...beneath the peaceful skies. And gray old trees of hngest limo Shall wheel their circling shadows round To make the scorching sunlight dim That drinks... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1860 - 436 sider
...where the violets blow. But not beneath a graven stone, To plead for tears with alien eyes; A slender cross of wood alone Shall say, that here a maiden...boughs the squirrels run, And through their leaves the robins call, And, ripening in the autumn sun, The acorns and the chestnuts fall, Doubt not that she... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1860 - 334 sider
...where the violets blow. But not beneath a graven stone, To plead for tears with alien eyes;, A slonder cross of wood alone Shall say, that here a maiden...shadows round, To make the scorching sunlight dim Thiil drinks the greenness from the ground, And drop their dead leaves on her mound. When o'er their... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 368 sider
...where the violets blow. But not beneath a graven stone, To plead for tears with alien eyes ; A slender cross of wood alone Shall say, that here a maiden...boughs the squirrels run, And through their leaves the robins call, And, ripening in the autumn sun, The acorns and the chestnuts fall, Doubt not that she... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 326 sider
...where the violets blow. But not beneath a graven stone, To plead for tears with alien eyes ; A slender cross of wood alone Shall say, that here a maiden...on her mound. When o'er their boughs the squirrels ran, And through their leaves the robins call, And, ripening in the autumn sun, The acorns and the... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 346 sider
...where the violets blow. But not beneath a graven stone, To plead for tears with alien eyes ; A slender cross of wood alone Shall say, that here a maiden...circling shadows round To make the scorching sunlight dim When o'er their boughs the squirrels run, And through their leaves the robins call, And, ripening in... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 328 sider
...old trees of hugest limb Shall wheel their circling shadows round To make the scorching sunlight dim When o'er their boughs the squirrels run, And through their leaves the robins call, And, ripening in the autumn sun, The acorns and the chestnuts fall, Doubt not that she... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1864 - 428 sider
...But not beneath a graven stone, To plead for tears with alien eyes; A slender cross of wood alone 9 Shall say, that here a maiden lies In peace beneath...boughs the squirrels run, And through their leaves the robins call, And, ripening in the autumn sun, The acorns and the chestnuts fall, Doubt not that she... | |
 | Miriam Coles Harris - 1864 - 264 sider
...TEE PEACEFUL 8K1ES. " Bat not beneath a graven stone, To plead for tears with alien eyes ; A slender cross of wood alone Shall say that here a maiden lies In peace beneath the peaceful skies." A STRANGER stood outside the churchyard, leaning against the railing and watching with sternly controlled... | |
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UNDER THE VIOLETS. HER hands are cold ; her face is white ; No more her pulses come and go ; Her eyes are shut to life and light; — Fold the white vesture, snow on snow, And lay her where the violets blow. But not beneath a graven stone, To plead for... 
