 I once had a little brother With eyes that were dark and deep : In the lap of that old dim forest He lieth in peace asleep ; Light as the down of the thistle, Free as the winds that blow, We roved there the beautiful summers, The summers of long ago ;...  The Female Poets of America - Page 362by Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 400 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Baptists - 1878 - 300 pages
...Free as the winds that blow, We roved there the beautiful summers— The summers of long ago ; But his feet on the hills grew weary, And one of the Autumn...yellow leaves. Sweetly his pale arms folded My neck in meek embrace, As the light of immortal beauty Silently covered his face ; And when the arrows of sunset... | |
 | Congregational union of England and Wales - 1848 - 684 pages
...Free as the winds that blow. We roved there, the beautiful summen, The summers of long ago. But his feet on the hills grew weary, And, one of the autumn eves, 1 made for my little brother A bed of the yellow leaves. Sweetly his pale arms folded My neck in a... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - American fiction - 1849 - 544 pages
...Free as the winds that blow, We roved there the beautiful summers, The summers of long ago ; But his feet on the hills grew weary, And, one of the autumn...his saint-like beauty, Asleep by the gates of light. 428 The Female Poett of America. Therefore, of all the pictures That hang on Memory's wall, The one... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - American literature - 1855 - 474 pages
...blow, We rove«) tliore the beautiful summers The с iinmers of long ago ; Bat lu* feet on the hill» grew weary, And, one of the autumn eves, I made for...brother A bed of the yellow leaves. Sweetly his pale nrras folded ilv neck in я meek embrace, A» the light of immortal beauty ïMlcully covered hit face... | |
 | Alice Cary - American poetry - 1855 - 404 pages
...Free as the winds that blow, We roved there the beautiful summers. The summers of long ago ; But his feet on the hills grew weary, And, one of the autumn eves, I made for my little brother A.bed of the yellow leaves. Sweetly his pale arms folded My neck in a meek embrace, As the light of... | |
 | Benjamin John Wallace, Albert Barnes - Presbyterian Church - 1858 - 720 pages
...as the winds that blow, We roved there the beautiful summers — The summers of long ago ; But his feet on the hills grew weary, And one of the autumn...yellow leaves. Sweetly his pale arms folded My neck in meek embrace, As the light of immortal beauty Silently covered his face : And when the arrows of sunset,... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American poetry - 1858 - 642 pages
...Free as the winds that blow, We roved there the beautiful summers, The summers of long ago ; But his feet on the hills grew weary. And, one of the autumn eves, I made for my little brother CAUEY. y his pale arms folded neck in a meek embrace, e light of immortal beauty ntly covercd his face... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American poetry - 1858 - 644 pages
...roved there the beautiful summers, The summers of long ago ; But his feet on the hills grew wean-, And, one of the autumn eves, I made for my little brother Sweetly Iris pale arms folded My neck in a meek embrace, As the light of immortal beauty Silently covered... | |
 | HENRY HOWE - 1859 - 748 pages
...Free as the winds that blow, We roved there the beautiful summers, The summers of long ago; But his feet on the hills grew weary, And, one of the autumn...of the yellow leaves. Sweetly his pale arms folded Silently covered his face: And when the arrows of sunset My neck in a meek embrace, As the light of... | |
 | William Turner Coggeshall - American literature - 1860 - 708 pages
...Free as the winds that blow, We roved there, the beautiful summers, The summers of long ago ; Hut his feet on the hills grew weary, And, one of the Autumn...arrows of sunset Lodged in the tree-tops bright, He f«ll, in his saint-like beauty, Asleep by the gates of light. Therefore, of all the pictures That... | |
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