 | 1848 - 594 pages
...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,...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. American Poetry. 305 And soon that toil shall end; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And... | |
 | Robert Northmore Greville - English poetry - 1848 - 434 pages
...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 stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark niglu is near. And soon that toil shall end— Soon shalt thou find a summer-home, and rest, And scream... | |
 | English literature - 1849 - 472 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 stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, Aud scream among thy fellows... | |
 | American poetry - 1850 - 264 pages
...Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast,-— The desert and illimitable air, — All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height,...; 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... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1851 - 380 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,...; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest. * * . • 1 . • f * ' Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart... | |
 | John Sartain, Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - American literature - 1851 - 1054 pages
...heavens with the last steps of day Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? " 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 bent Soon, o'er... | |
 | William Francis Lynch - Science - 1851 - 322 pages
...great bulk diminishes to the merest speck, or is entirely lost to the aching sight of the observer. " All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height,...thin, atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome laud, Though the dark night is near. There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pages
...along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — -8 Lone- wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere : Yet, stoop not, weary,4 to the welcome land Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt... | |
 | Naturalist pseud, Edward Wilson (M.A., F.L.S.) - 1852 - 444 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...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... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1854 - 332 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... | |
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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... 
