 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1824 - 408 страница
...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 страница
...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...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. ' And soon that toil shall end. Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy... | |
 | 1822 - 298 страница
...way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. And soon that toil shall end ;' • • • ' Soon...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 - 764 страница
...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...the welcome land, ' ' Though the dark night is near. • • And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shall thou find a summer home, and rest,And scream among... | |
 | 1822 - 418 страница
...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 shall bend Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. Thou'rt gone ; th' abyss of heav'n Hath swallow'd up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply... | |
 | 1832 - 358 страница
...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...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon shall thou find a summer home and rest, And scream among thy fellows... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 страница
...— 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...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end, . Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy... | |
 | 1824 - 452 страница
...coast,— The desert aud inimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shall thon find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows;... | |
 | 1824 - 408 страница
...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... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 страница
...coast,— The desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings hare fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows... | |
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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... 
