| 1847 - 648 páginas
...And swelling the white sail : I welcome theeTo the scorch'd land, thou wanderer of the sea ! " Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in...to hear thy grateful sound, Lies the vast inland, stretch d beyond the sight : Go forth into the gathering shade ; go forth, God's blessing, breathed... | |
| Timothy Flint - 1830 - 696 páginas
...And swelling the white sail. I welcome Ihee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the SOB '. ' Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of delight; And languid forme rise up, and pulses bound Livelier at the coming of the wind of night: And languishing to hear... | |
| 1832 - 650 páginas
...And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea ! ' Nor I alone : a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the...inland, stretched beyond the sight. Go forth into the gathering shade- go forth, God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth ! ' Go, rock the little... | |
| A. B. Cleveland - 1832 - 496 páginas
...crests, and scattering high their spray, To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea! Nor I alone—a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of...inland stretched beyond the sight. Go forth into the gathering shade; go forth, God's blessing breathe upon the fainting earth! Go, rock the little wood-bird... | |
| 1832 - 868 páginas
...And .welling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea I Nor 1 alone : a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the...sound, Lies the vast inland, stretched beyond the sight lo forth into the gathering shade — go forth, God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth ! Co,... | |
| 1832 - 952 páginas
...spny. And swelling the white sail. I welcome tbee To the scorcli'd land, thou wanderer of the sea ! Nor I alone : a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the...languishing to hear thy grateful sound. Lies the vast island, stretched beyond the eight. Go forth into the gathering shade — go forth, God's blessing... | |
| Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 páginas
...spray And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea ! Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of delight; And languid fonns rise up, and pulses bound Livelier, at coming of the wind of night; And, languishing to hear... | |
| Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1833 - 288 páginas
...swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea! Nor I alone—a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of...inland stretched beyond the sight. Go forth, into the gathering shade; go forth, God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth! Go, rock the little wood-bird... | |
| Bela Bates Edwards - 1833 - 892 páginas
...from the stanzas " To the Evening Wind." " — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fullness of delight ; And languid forms rise up, and pulses...inland stretched beyond the sight. Go forth, into the gathering shade ; go forth, God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth ! Go, rock the little wood-bird... | |
| 1834 - 402 páginas
...spray. And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea ! Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in...inland stretched beyond the sight. Go forth into the gathering shade ; go forth, God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth ! Go, rock the little wood-bird... | |
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