 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 dark night is near.  Retrospective Review - Side 314redigeret af - 1824Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | 1821 - 526 sider
...rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side ? ' All day thy wings have fann'd At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not,...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... | |
 | 1822 - 764 sider
...desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, hut not lost All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not,...the welcome 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... | |
 | 1823 - 908 sider
...WATER-FOWL. By BRYANT, an American Poet. All day thy wings hare 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 shalt thou find a summer-home and rest, And scream among thy fellows... | |
 | 1822 - 418 sider
...The desert and illimitable air, — 172 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 shalt thnu find a summer home and rest, And scream among thy fellows... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 sider
...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,...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... | |
 | 1832 - 358 sider
...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...to the welcome 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... | |
 | 1824 - 408 sider
...next extract is from an exceedingly pretty and graceful poem by Mr. Bryant; and is addressed " JTo a Waterfowl." " Whither 'midst falling dew, While...following very striking passage from a poem called "Thanaiopsis." " Earth, that nourish'd thee, shall claim Thy growth, — to be resolved to earth again,... | |
 | 1824 - 452 sider
...desert aud inimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not,...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shall thon find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows;... | |
 | 1824 - 408 sider
...wandering, but not lost. " All day the wings have fann'd At that fair height, the cold thin atmosphereYet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the...Bryant has also written a pleasant poem, entitled — T' Green River," and another, " Inscription for the Entrance into a Wood " (this last reminds us,... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 sider
...desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings hare fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not,...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... | |
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