 | 1866 - 470 pagini
...throat of the chimney laughed. What matter how the night behaved? What matter how the north wind raved ? Blow high, blow low, not all its snow Could quench our hearth-fire's ruddy glow." About almost any transaction that comes before us, we, and every body, as well as the people "down-east,"... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 374 pagini
...brown October's wood. 4. What matter how the night behaved ? What matter how the north-wind raved ? Blow high, blow low, not all its snow Could quench our hearth-fire's ruddy glow. O Time and Change ! — with hair as gray As was my sire's that winter day, How strange it seems, with... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 386 pagini
...brown October's wood. 4. What matter how the night behaved ? What matter how the north-wind raved ? Blow high, blow low, not all its snow Could quench our hearth-fire's ruddy glow. O Time and Change !—with hair as gray As was my sire's that winter day, How strange it seems, with... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1868 - 76 pagini
...from brown October's wood. What matter how the night behaved ? What matter how the north-wind raved ? Blow high, blow low, not all its snow Could quench our hearth-fire's ruddy glow, O Time and Change! — with hair as gray As was my sire's that winter day, How strange it seems, with... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1868 - 314 pagini
...brown October's wood. 6. What matter how the night behaved ? What matter how the north wind raved ? Blow high, blow low, not all its snow Could quench our hearth-fire's ruddy glow. We sped the time with stories old, Wrought puzzles out, and riddles told, Or stammered from our school-book... | |
 | Noble Kibby Royse - 1872 - 382 pagini
...clean-winged hearth about. ***** What matter how the night behaved? What matter how the north-wind raved? Blow high, blow low, not all its snow Could quench our hearth-fire's ruddy glow. 0 Time and Change! — with hair as gray As was my sire's that winter's day, How. strange it seems,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1873 - 424 pagini
...from brown October's wood. What matter how the night behaved ? What matter how the north-wind raved? Blow high, blow low, not all its snow Could quench our hearth-fire's ruddy glow. O Time and Change ! — with hair as gray As was my sire's that winter day, How strange it seems, with... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1874 - 500 pagini
...the night behaved ? What matter how the north-wind raved J glow. O Time and Change! — with hair as Blow high, blow low, not all its snow Could quench our hearth-fire's ruddy As was my sire's that wmter day, How strange it seems, with so much gray Of life and love, to still... | |
 | 1875 - 324 pagini
...repeated. He did not look up. What matter how the night behaved? What matter how the north-wind raved? Blow high, blow low, not all its snow Could quench our hearth-fire's ruddy glow. — O, Time and Change 1 With hair as gray As was my sire's that winter day, How strange it seems,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 316 pagini
...from brown October's wood. What matter how the night behaved Ï What matter how the north-wind raved ? Blow high, blow low, not all its snow Could quench our hearth-fire's ruddy glow. O Time and Change ! — with hair as gray As was my sire's that winter day. How strange it seems, with... | |
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The apples sputtered in a row, And, close at hand, the basket stood With nuts from brown October's wood. 
