 | 1821 - 526 sider
...wings have fann'd At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. ' And soon that...among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest.' ART. XIX. — An Essay concerning the Free -Agency of Man, or the Powers and Faculties... | |
 | 1822 - 298 sider
...way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. And soon that toil shall end ;' • • • ' Soon...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 hath sunk the lesson... | |
 | 1822 - 418 sider
...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 hath sunk the... | |
 | 1822 - 496 sider
...the welcome land, Tbo' the dark night is near. And soon that tail shall end. Soon shalt thou fm>! • summer home and rest. And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy shelterM nest. Thou'rt gone i the abyss of heave* Hath swallow'd up thy form : yet on my heart Deeply... | |
 | 1823 - 908 sider
...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 shall bend Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. Thou'rt gone ; tli' abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd np thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply hath gunk... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 sider
...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. And soon that...among thy fellows : reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone ! the abyss_of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply... | |
 | 1832 - 358 sider
...weary 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 ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone — the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart,... | |
 | 1824 - 452 sider
...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; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thon'st gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed op thy form ; yet, on my heart, Deeply... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 sider
...wings hare fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that...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 hath sunk the... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 sider
...wings have fann'd At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that...gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up thy form; yet,on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. . He, who,... | |
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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. And soon that toil shall end; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and... 
