 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 pàgines
...weleome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that 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, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply... | |
 | 1843 - 184 pàgines
...welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon shalt 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 Deeply hath sunk the... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 pàgines
...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 lesson thou hast given, WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight,... | |
 | Abiel Abbot Livermore - 1843 - 360 pàgines
...,lesert ami illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. <; Thou 'rt pone, the abyss of heaven Halh swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou haat yivcn, And shall not soon depart. " He who from zone to zone Guides through the boundless sky... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 278 pàgines
...welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that 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, (161) 182 THE BBOTHEBS. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up thy form... | |
 | George Willson - 1844 - 300 pàgines
...land, Though the dark night is near. 6 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. 7 Thou 'rt gone ! the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 136 pàgines
...welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that 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. Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not goon depart. He who, from... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 pàgines
...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, Deeply hath sunk... | |
 | Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - 540 pàgines
...welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that 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, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply... | |
 | James Martineau - 1846 - 538 pàgines
...land, Though the dark night is near. 6 And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. 7 Thou'rt gone ; the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk... | |
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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 rest And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er... 
