 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, Though the dark night is near.  The North American Review - Side 3841821Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1824 - 408 sider
...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... | |
 | 1822 - 764 sider
...thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, hut not lost All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height,...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... | |
 | 1823 - 908 sider
...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 sider
...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... | |
 | 1822 - 496 sider
...thy way along that pathless coast— The dnert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop net, weary, to the welcome land, Tbo' the dark night is near. And soon that tail shall end. Soon shalt... | |
 | 1832 - 358 sider
...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...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 sider
...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...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 sider
...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... | |
 | 1824 - 408 sider
...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... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 sider
...way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd At that far height,...the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bead Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. Thou 'rt gone, the abyss... | |
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