 | 1850 - 642 páginas
...The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, LHce brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn, Where a little...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 - 504 páginas
...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...folding it gently, As did robins the babes in the wood. " Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying, 'Father, who makes it snowf And I told of the good AUfather... | |
 | Elizabeth Nicholson - 1853 - 412 páginas
...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...folding it gently, As did robins the babes in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying, " Father who makes it snow ?" And I told of the good Allfather,... | |
 | 1853 - 442 páginas
...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...folding it gently, As did robins the babes in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying, " Father who makes it snow ?" And I told of the good Allfather,... | |
 | Cortlandt Van Rensselaer - 1855 - 608 páginas
...The noiseless work of the sky ; And the sudden flurries of snowbirds Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn, Where a little...folding it gently, As did robins the babes in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying, " Father, who makes it snow ?" And "I told of the good Allfather... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1855 - 474 páginas
...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 Where a little...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 páginas
...The noiseless work of the sky And the sudden flurries of snowbirds, Like brown leaves whirling by. 5. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little...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 páginas
...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 páginas
...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,... | |
 | 1859 - 802 páginas
...noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of the snow birds, Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn, Where a little...the flakes were folding it gently, As did robins the babea in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mable Saying " father, what makes it snow? " And I told... | |
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I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn, Where a little headstone stood; How the flakes were folding it gently, As did robins the babes in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying, 
