 | 1836 - 496 стор.
...in augmenting the wealth and population of the country. THE WESTERN HUNTER. BY WM. С. ВНТАЭТ. Ay, this is freedom ! — these pure skies Were never...that through them flies, Is breathed from wastes by ploughs unbroke. Here, with my rifle end my steed, And her who left the world for me I plant me, where... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 стор.
...sprung, 1SJ 131 THE HUNTER OF THE PRAIRIES. AT, this is freedom ! — these pure skies Were never stain'd with village smoke : The fragrant wind, that through them flies, Is breathed from wastes by plough uabroke. Here, with my rifle and my steed, And her who left the world for me, I plant me, where the... | |
 | 1843 - 488 стор.
...WESTERN HUNTER. BY WM. С. ВПТАКТ. Ay, this is freedom !— these pure skies Were never plained with village smoke : The fragrant wind, that through them flies, Is breathed from wast» by ploughs unbrokf. Here, with my rifle and my Bleed, And her who left the world for me I plant... | |
 | 1867 - 796 стор.
...welcomes for a moment, and then rejects: — "Ay! tin's is freedom, thes? pure skici Were never siained with" village smoke; The fragrant wind that through them flies Is breathed from wastes by plough unuroke. Here wi h my rifle and my steed And her who lel'ti he world for me, I plant me where the red-deer... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 502 стор.
...waves, which glow And sparkle with the wealth helow ! JG WHITTJEH. LESSON CLXXXVII. THE WESTERN HUNTER. AY, this is freedom ! These pure skies Were never...that through them flies, Is breathed from wastes by plow unbroke. Here, with my rifle and my steed, And her who left the world for me, I plant me, where... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 322 стор.
...these pure skies Were never stain'd with village smoke : The fragrant wind, that through them flies, la breathed from wastes by plough unbroke. Here, with my rifle and my steed, t And her who left the world for me, I plant me, where the red deer feed In the green desert — and... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1855 - 310 стор.
...hopeless future, gives to ease, And love, and music, his inglorious life." THE HUNTER OF THE PRAIRIES. AY, this is freedom !—these pure skies Were never...through them flies, Is breathed from wastes by plough unbrc Here, with my rifle and my steed, And her who left the world for me, I plant me, where the red... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 642 стор.
...over that border streams Shall lie on the path of thy daily life. I-HW THE HUNTER OF THE PRAIRIES. AY, this is freedom! — these pure skies Were never...through them flies, Is breathed from wastes by plough uubroke. Here, with my rifle and my steed, And her who left the world for me, I plant me where the... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1859 - 386 стор.
...ease, And love, and music, his inglorious life." THE HUNTER OF THE PRAIRIES. / AT, this is freedomI — these pure skies Were never stained with village smoke...them flies, Is breathed from wastes by plough unbroke THE HUNTEE OF THE PRAIRIES. 189 Here, with my rifle and my steed, And her who left the world for me,... | |
 | 1861 - 144 стор.
...hunting shirt once more, And lead in Freedom's van ! John 0. Whittier. THE HUNTER OF THE PRAIRIES. AY, this is freedom ! — these pure skies "Were never...fragrant wind, that through them flies, Is breathed from waste by plough unbroke. Here, with my rifle and my steed, And her who left the world for me, I plant... | |
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Here, with my rifle and my steed, And her who left the world for me, I plant me, where the red deer feed In the green desert — and am free. 
