And still fluttered down the snow. I stood and watched by the window The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn, Where a little headstone stood; How the flakes... Under the Willows, and Other Poems - ˹éÒ 23â´Â James Russell Lowell - 1869 - 286 ˹éÒÁØÁÁͧ·Ñé§àÅèÁ - à¡ÕèÂǡѺ˹ѧÊ×ÍàÅèÁ¹Õé
| 1850 - 642 ˹éÒ
...and watched by the window The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, LHce brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in...head-stone stood, How the flakes were folding it gently, Ae did robins the babes in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying, " Father, who makes it... | |
| 1853 - 442 ˹éÒ
...And still fluttered down the snow. I stood and watched by the window The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, Like brown...And I told of the good Allfather, Who cares for us all below. Again I looked at the snowfall, And thought of the leaden sky, That arched o'er our first... | |
| 1853 - 478 ˹éÒ
...And still fluttered down the snow. " I stood and watched by the window The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds Like brown leaves...And I told of the good Allfather Who cares for us all below. "Again I looked at the snowfall, And thought of the leaden sky That arched o'er our first... | |
| Elizabeth Nicholson - 1853 - 412 ˹éÒ
...swans-downAnd still fluttered down the snow. I stood and watched by the window The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, Like brown...And I told of the good Allfather, Who cares for us all below. Again I looked at the snowfall, And thought of the leaden sky, That arched o'er our first... | |
| 1853 - 504 ˹éÒ
...And still fluttered down the snow. " I stood and watched by the window The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds Like brown leaves...our own little Mabel, Saying, 'Father, who makes it snowf And I told of the good AUfather Who cares for us all below. "Again I looked at the snowfall,... | |
| Cortlandt Van Rensselaer - 1855 - 608 ˹éÒ
...And still fluttered down the snow. I stood and watched by the window The noiseless work of the sky ; And the sudden flurries of snowbirds Like brown leaves...And "I told of the good Allfather Who cares for us all below. Again. I looked at the snow-fall, And thought of the leaden sky, That arched o'er our first... | |
| Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1855 - 474 ˹éÒ
...the window The noiseless work of the bky. And the sudden flurries of fiimv-birds Like bro'.vn leaved whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn...the flakes were folding it gently. As did robins the ЬлЬсз ill the wood. Up Fpokc our own little Mnbel, fnvi'ig, " Father, who makes it snow Í* And... | |
| 1911 - 322 ˹éÒ
...And still fluttered down the snow. 1 stood and watched by the window The noiseless work of the sky And the sudden flurries of snowbirds, Like brown leaves...folding it gently. As did robins the babes in the woods. 6. Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying, "Father, who makes it snow?" And I told of the good... | |
| Beautiful poetry - 1857 - 418 ˹éÒ
...stood and watch'd by the window The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow birds, Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little head-stone stood, And how the flakes folded it gently, As did robins the babes in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mabel,... | |
| Interesting tales - 1858 - 220 ˹éÒ
...stood and watched by the window The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow birds, Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little headstone stood. And how the flakes folded it gently. As did robins the babes in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mabel,... | |
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