 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1824 - 408 pagina’s
...and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. " All day the wings have fann'd At that fair height, the cold thin atmosphere — Yet stoop not,...the welcome land, Though the dark night is near." Mr. Bryant has also written a pleasant poem, entitled — " Green River," and another, " Inscription... | |
 | 1821 - 526 pagina’s
...where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side ? ' All day thy wings have fann'd At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet...night is near. ' And soon that toil shall end. Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er... | |
 | 1822 - 764 pagina’s
...coast, The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, hut not lost All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet...shall end ; Soon shall thou find a summer home, and rest,And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. Thou 'rt gone, the... | |
 | 1822 - 418 pagina’s
...The desert and illimitable air, — 172 All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cool thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not weary to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon thy toil shall end ; Soon shalt thnu find a summer home and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds... | |
 | 1823 - 908 pagina’s
...WATER-FOWL. By BRYANT, an American Poet. All day thy wings hare fann'd, At that far height, the cool, thin atmosphere , Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon thy toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer-home and rest, And scream among thy fellows , reeds... | |
 | 1822 - 298 pagina’s
...illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. And soon that toil shall end ;' • • • ' Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. Thou 'st gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up thy form ; yet, on my heart, Deeply... | |
 | 1822 - 496 pagina’s
...the welcome land, Tbo' the dark night is near. And soon that tail shall end. Soon shalt thou fm>! • summer home and rest. And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy shelterM nest. Thou'rt gone i the abyss of heave* Hath swallow'd up thy form : yet on my heart Deeply... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 pagina’s
...Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — ^ Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that...night is near. And soon that toil shall end, . Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows : reeds shall bend Soon o'er... | |
 | 1824 - 452 pagina’s
...care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast,— The desert aud inimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that...is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shall thon find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered... | |
 | 1824 - 408 pagina’s
...and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. " All day the wings have fann'd At that fair height, the cold thin atmosphere — Yet stoop not,...the welcome land, Though the dark night is near." Mr. Bryant has also written a pleasant poem, entitled — " Green River," and another, " Inscription... | |
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There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome... 
