 The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin...  Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art - Side 329redigeret af - 1851Fuld visning - Om denne bog
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 | Donald Hall - 1985 - 266 sider
...everlasting hills, A song of rapture pour'd. WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT 1794-1878 The Death of the Flowers The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,...winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heap'd in the hollows of the grove, the wither'd leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust,... | |
 | Bill Moore - 1987 - 180 sider
...moon! ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON The long glories . . . long is the word. Why? The melancholy days have come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT Melancholy is good. Wailing winds. An intriguing word, melancholy. It comes from... | |
 | René Jules Dubos, Jean Dubos - 1987 - 320 sider
...Several decades later autumn still meant to William Cullen Bryant that . . . The melancholy days have come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sear. It is this heaviness of heart that led the consumptive Swiss philosopher, Henri Amiel, to infect... | |
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