 From cares I loved not, but of which the world Deems highest, to converse with her. When shrieked The bleak November winds, and smote the woods, And the brown fields were herbless, and the shades, That met above the merry rivulet, Were spoiled, I sought,...  The Foreign Quarterly Review - Pagina 1291832Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1821 - 276 pagina’s
...fields were herbless, and the shades, That met above the merry rivulet, Were spoiled — I sought, I loved them still, — they seemed Like old companions...the bare grove, and my familiar haunts Seemed new to me. Nor was I slow to come Among them, when the clouds from their still skirts Had shaken down on earth... | |
 | 1821 - 534 pagina’s
...fields were herbless, and the shades, That met above the merry rivulet, Were spoiled — I sought, I loved them still, — they seemed Like old companions in adversity. Still there \vas beauty in my walks ; the brook, Bordered with sparkling frost-work, was as gaj As with its fringe... | |
 | Richard Henry Dana - 1822 - 344 pagina’s
...fields were herbless, and the shades, That met above the merry rivulet, Were spoiled — I sought, I loved them still, — they seemed Like old companions...the bare grove, and my familiar haunts Seemed new to me. Nor was I slow to come Among them, when the clouds from their still skirts Had shaken down on earth... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 286 pagina’s
...brown fields were herbless, and the shades, That met above the merry rivulet, Were spoiled, I sought, I loved them still, — they seemed Like old companions...the bare grove, and my familiar haunts Seemed new to me. Nor was I slow to come Among them, when the clouds, from their still skirts, Had shaken down on... | |
 | 1839 - 558 pagina’s
...brown fields were herbless, and the shades That rest above the merry rivulet, Were spoiled, I sought, I loved them still ; — they seemed Like old companions...the bare grove, and my familiar haunts Seemed new to me. Nor was I slow to come • Among them, when the clouds, from their still skirts, Had shaken down... | |
 | 1839 - 546 pagina’s
...fields were herbless, and the sliaJes That rest above the merry rivulet, Were spoiled, I sought, I loved them still; — they seemed Like old companions...the bare grove, and my familiar haunts Seemed new to me. Nor was I slow to come Among them, when the clouds, from their still skirts, Had shaken down on... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1840 - 292 pagina’s
...brown fields were herbless, and the shades, That met above the merry rivulet, Were spoiled, I sought, I loved them still,— they seemed Like old companions...the bare grove, and my familiar haunts Seemed new to me. Nor was I slow to come Among them, when the clouds, from their still skirts, Had shaken down on... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1843 - 294 pagina’s
...and the shades, That met above the merry rivulet, Were spoiled, I sought, I loved them still,—they seemed Like old companions in adversity. Still there...spires, the path of streams, And dim receding valleys, bid before By interposing trees, lay visible Through the bare grove, and my familiar haunts Seemed... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1847 - 520 pagina’s
...and the shades, That met above the merry rivulet, Were spoiled, I sought, I loved them still,—they seemed Like old companions in adversity. Still there...the bare grove, and my familiar haunts Seemed new to me. Nor was I slow to come Among them, when the clouds, from their still skirts, Had shaken down on... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1849 - 384 pagina’s
...and the shades, That met above the merry rivulet, Were spoiled, I sought, I loved them still,—they seemed Like old companions in adversity. Still there...the bare grove, and my familiar haunts Seemed new to me. Nor was I slow to come Among them, when the clouds, from their still skirts, Had shaken down on... | |
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