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 land,... The Poets of America - Pagina 59geredigeerd door - 1840Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
| 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...and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest.' ART. XIX. — An Essay concerning the Free -Agency of Man, or the... | |
| 1822 - 758 pagina’s
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| 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...near. • • And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shall thou find a summer home, and rest,And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy... | |
| 1822 - 298 pagina’s
...way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. And soon that toil shall end ;' • • • ' Soon...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 ;... | |
| 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 - 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... | |
| John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 pagina’s
...along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — ^ Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that far height,...and rest, And scream among thy fellows : reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone ! the abyss_of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ;... | |
| 1832 - 358 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 far height,...night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon shall thou find a summer home and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy... | |
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