 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 land,...  Gems of Poetry - Side 951850 - 252 siderUten 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... | |
 | 1821 - 526 sider
...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...; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest.' ART. XIX. — An Essay concerning the Free -Agency of Man, or the Powers and Faculties of the Human... | |
 | 1822 - 764 sider
...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...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... | |
 | 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...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 - 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... | |
 | 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 - 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... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 sider
...along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — ^ Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that far height,...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 hath sunk the... | |
 | 1832 - 358 sider
...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 sider
...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... | |
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