 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
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1841 - 422 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... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 216 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...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... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 250 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 stoop not, weary, to the- welcome land, Though the daik night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon shall thou find a summer home, and rest And... | |
 | Wood-notes - 1842 - 160 pàgines
...illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost. 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 shall thou find a summer-home and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 214 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 stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though 1he dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon shalt. thou find a summer home, and rest... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 pàgines
...— 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 weleome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 278 pàgines
...The desert and illimitable air,— •» Lone wandering, but not lost. AH day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet...; 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 ; yet on my heart... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 pàgines
...— 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 shelter'd nest. Thou *rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1843 - 286 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... | |
 | 1843 - 184 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... | |
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