| 1832 - 358 páginas
...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... | |
| 1824 - 452 páginas
...way along that pathless coast,— The desert aud inimitable 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 thon find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy... | |
| 1824 - 408 páginas
...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... | |
| Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - 426 páginas
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| 1824 - 408 páginas
...wandering, but not lost. " All day the wings have fann'd At that fair height, the cold thin atmosphereYet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near." Mr. Bryant has also written a pleasant poem, entitled — T' Green River," and another, " Inscription... | |
| William Hone - 1827 - 858 páginas
...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...among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply... | |
| 1826 - 438 páginas
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| William Hone - 1826 - 876 páginas
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| 1829 - 436 páginas
...— The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet...among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. Thou 'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply... | |
| William Hone - 1830 - 868 páginas
...coast,— The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet...among thy fellows; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply... | |
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