 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1836 - 286 pages
...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,...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. TO A WATERFOWL. 267 And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1836 - 288 pages
...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, Tet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. TO A WATERFOWL. 267 And soon... | |
 | Henry Duncan - 1837 - 426 pages
...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,...fellows, reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. * * * * " He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain night, In the long... | |
 | William Hone - 1837 - 936 pages
...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,...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... | |
 | Readers - 1837 - 232 pages
...The desert and illimitable air,-. — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd J 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... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - Animals - 1837 - 344 pages
...bat not lost. All day (hy wings have fann'd At that far height the cold thin atmosphere; Yet sloop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night...sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up ihy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not... | |
 | William Hone - Days - 1837 - 874 pages
...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...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... | |
 | Periodicals - 1838 - 272 pages
...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... | |
 | Periodicals - 1838 - 274 pages
...Tenches 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... | |
 | Henry Duncan - Natural theology - 1839 - 436 pages
...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... | |
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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... 
