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...beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their grave*; The gentle race of flowers Are lying in tlieir lowly beds, With the fair and good of ours. The rain...from out the gloomy earth, The lovely ones again. The wind-flower and the violet, They perish'd long ago, And the brier rose and the orchil died, Amid...

...stood In brighter light and softer air, A beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their grav« The gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, With the fair and good of ours. 55 The rain is falling where they lie, But the cold November rain Calls not, from out the gloomy earth,...

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...young flowers, That lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, A beauteous sisterhood? Alas ! they all are in their graves ; The gentle race...from out the gloomy earth, The lovely ones again. The wind-flower and the violet, They perish'd long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died, But...

...young flowers, that lately sprung and stood, In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood? Alas ! they all are in their graves — the gentle...from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again." BRYAXT. How rapidly the fair face of nature has of late been changing ! The insects that fluttered...

...flowers, that lately sprung and stood. In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood t Alas '. they all are in their graves the gentle race of flowers Are lying in ilimr lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours— The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold...

...graves—the gentle race of flowers The rain is falling where they lie—but the cold November rain Are lying in their lowly beds with the fair and good of ours; CaUs not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again. THE REVOLUTIONS OF THE EAETH. Thus I have...

...young flowers, that lately sprung and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ! Alas ! they all are in their graves — the gentle...not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again. The wind-flower and the violet, they perish'd long ago, And the brier-rose, and the orchis died, amid...