...I do it. Adam. Thus I follow thee, As erewhile in the sin. THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS. By WC BRYANT. THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,...winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sear. Pleap'd in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust,...

...come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Hcap'd in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves lie...dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbits' tread. The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrub the jay, And from the wood-top...

...most popular of the modern American poets. He has been for some years the editor of a New York paper. THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,...wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere, Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying...

...on his character as a creature of sense and a citizen of the world. Dtatjj nf tjj* BY WM. C. BRYANT. THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,...wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heap'd in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying...

...perish where they died. •, y 5fi* THE POETRY OF FLOWERS. 285 (THE DEATH OF THE FLC WERS. BT WC BRVANT. THE melancholy days are come, The saddest of the year,...wailing 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...

...William Cullen Bryant characterises November in the following lines : — " The melancholy days have come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere." How different is all this in Florida, where, in November, the days are bright and sunny, cheerful...

...had passed the age of seventy. He retained his powers and his activity till the close of his life. 1. THE melancholy days are come, The saddest of the year,...and sear. 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 and...

...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,...wailing 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...

...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 nature...

...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...