 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...  The Progressive Reader, Or, Juvenile Monitor: Carefully Selected from the ... - Pàgina 1731837 - 216 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Henry Duncan - 1839 - 436 pàgines
...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...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... | |
 | William Rhind - 1839 - 136 pàgines
...air. Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd. At that far height, the cold dim atmosphere, Yet stoop not weary to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. In describing birds, it is necessary to be acquainted with the Following terms : No. 25. a the cere,... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 300 pàgines
...— 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...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... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 304 pàgines
...illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. TO A WATERFOWL. 59. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere ; Yet...and rest And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall hend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou 'rt gone ; the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ;... | |
 | John William Carleton - 1840 - 548 pàgines
...wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphtrt ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though...among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. ThoiiVt gone — the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form : yet, on my heart,... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 302 pàgines
...way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — All day thy wings have fanned, 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 thy... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1840 - 292 pàgines
...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...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... | |
 | George Willson - 1840 - 298 pàgines
...— The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. 5 All day tliy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere; Yet...the -welcome land, Though the dark night is near. 4 .. 6 And soon that toil shall end, Soon shall thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among... | |
 | Association for the Improvement of Juvenile Books - 1841 - 250 pàgines
...but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet etoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon ehalt them find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows ; reeda shall bend Soon o'er thy... | |
 | 1841 - 376 pàgines
...way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet...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... | |
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