 | Robert Walsh - 1836 - 530 páginas
...wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. " And soon that...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... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 286 páginas
...atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. TO A WATERFOWL. 267 And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find...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... | |
 | 1836 - 424 páginas
...stoop not, weary, to the welcome land Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Se shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream...among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thon'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply... | |
 | 1836 - 268 páginas
...weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soojt ?halt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou 'it gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply... | |
 | Harp - 1836 - 380 páginas
...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon slmlt tliou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'st gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart, Deeply... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 288 páginas
...land, Though the dark night is near. TO A WATERFOWL. 267 And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt them find a summer home, and rest, And scream 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... | |
 | 1837 - 232 páginas
...wings have fann'd J At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that...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 Hone - 1837 - 936 páginas
...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. And soon that...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... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1837 - 344 páginas
...wings have fann'd At that far height the cold thin atmosphere; Yet sloop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that...among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up ihy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply... | |
 | Henry Duncan - 1837 - 426 páginas
...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. " And soon that...among thy fellows, reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. * * * * " He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain night,... | |
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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. And soon that toil shall end; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and... 
