 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1824 - 408 стор.
...and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. " All day the wings have fann'd At that fair height, the cold thin atmosphere — Yet stoop not,...the welcome land, Though the dark night is near." Mr. Bryant has also written a pleasant poem, entitled — " Green River," and another, " Inscription... | |
 | 1821 - 526 стор.
...where the 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...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 - 298 стор.
...way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. And soon that toil shall end ;' • • • ' Soon...among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. Thou 'st gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up thy form ; yet, on my heart, Deeply... | |
 | 1822 - 764 стор.
...coast, The 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...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... | |
 | 1822 - 418 стор.
...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 ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. Thou'rt gone ; th' abyss of heav'n Hath swallow'd up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 стор.
...along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — ^ Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that far height,...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 стор.
...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,...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 - 452 стор.
...way along that pathless coast,— The desert aud inimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height,...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 стор.
...and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. " All day the wings have fann'd At that fair height, the cold thin atmosphere — Yet stoop not,...the welcome land, Though the dark night is near." Mr. Bryant has also written a pleasant poem, entitled — " Green River," and another, " Inscription... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 стор.
...coast,— The 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...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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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... 
