 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 стор.
...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...among thy 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... | |
 | 1843 - 184 стор.
...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...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 278 стор.
...the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find...among thy fellows ; 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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 136 стор.
...the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end; Soon shalt thou find...among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy shelter'd nest. Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not goon depart. He who, from... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 стор.
...care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast3 — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that...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... | |
 | Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - 540 стор.
...the cold, thin atmosphere. Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find...among thy 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... | |
 | 1846 - 302 стор.
...Teaches thy way alone that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that...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... | |
 | James Martineau - 1846 - 538 стор.
...along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. 5 All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height,...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. 6 And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1847 - 850 стор.
...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...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... | |
 | Henry Duncan - 1847 - 430 стор.
...the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find...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 hath sunk the lesson... | |
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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... 
