 THE warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the year On the earth her deathbed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying. Come, months, come away, From November to May, In your saddest array;...  Such things are, by the author of 'Recommended to mercy'. - Page 136by Matilda Charlotte Houstoun - 1863Full view - About this book
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - English poetry - 1824 - 440 pages
...enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. December, 1818. AUTUMN: A DIRGE. THE warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the...her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying. Come, months, come away, From November to May, In your saddest array; Follow the bier Of the dead cold... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 pages
...joy in memory yet. December, 1818. MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. 51 AUTUMN; THE warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying* And the year On ihe earth her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying. Come, months, come away, From November... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...December, 1818. AUTUMN : Тав warm sun is failing, the Ueak wind is wailing, The hare boughs arc sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the year...her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying. Come, months, come away, From November to May, In your saddest array ; Follow the bier Of the dead... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...the bleak wind is wailing, The bore houghs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the year «>n thy countenance with rosy light ? Who made thee Parent of perp Come, montlie, come away, From November to May, In your saddest array ; Follow Ihe bier Of the dead... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1834 - 888 pages
...yet. December, 1818. AUTUMN : A DIRGB. THE warm sun is failing, the hleak wind is wailing, The hare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And...her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying. Come, months, come away, From November to May, In your saddest array; Follow the hier Of the dead coltI... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - Literature - 1835 - 460 pages
...Tnii warm sun is failing1, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale (lowers are dying, And the year On the earth her deathbed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying. Come, months, come away, From November to May, In your saddest array ; Follow the bier Of the dead... | |
 | 708 pages
...Dirge for the Dying Yrar : -. "The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is nailing. The tare taught are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the year,...her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying. Come months, come away, From November to May, In your saddest array ; » Follow the bier, Of the dead... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 1838 - 634 pages
...AUTUMN : A DtRGE. Tax warm inn a (ailing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare houghs are sighing.the pale flowers are dying, And the year On the earth...her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying. Come, months, come away, From November to May, In your saddest array ; Follow the bier Of the dead... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pages
...Oh let be This City of thy worship, ever free ! AUTUMN : A DIRGE. THE warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are And the year [dying, On the earth her death-bed, in a ahroud of leaves Is lying. [dead, Come, months,... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 pages
...master of harmony, has one of his finest lyrics for Autumn: — The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the...her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying. Come, months. come away, From November to May, In your saddest array ; Follow the bier Of the dead... | |
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