 | Roy J. Cook - 2003 - 206 trang
[ Xin lỗi, nội dung trang này bị giới hạn ] | |
 | McGuffey - 2003 - 484 trang
[ Xin lỗi, nội dung trang này bị giới hạn ] | |
 | Anonymous - 2003 - 284 trang
[ Xin lỗi, nội dung trang này bị giới hạn ] | |
 | William Patten - 2003 - 548 trang
[ Xin lỗi, nội dung trang này bị giới hạn ] | |
 | Colin Falck - 2003 - 280 trang
[ Xin lỗi, nội dung trang này bị giới hạn ] | |
 | Steven Gould Axelrod, Camille Roman, Thomas Travisano - 2003 - 770 trang
...Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean-side? 1. Where. 3. Marshy, splashing. There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along...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... | |
 | Geraldine Ellis Watson - 2003 - 377 trang
...approaching bad weather, these lines from William Cullen Bryant's poem, "To a Waterfowl," came to mind: There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast— The desert and the illimitable air— Lone, wandering, but not lost. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the... | |
 | Steven Gould Axelrod, Camille Roman, Thomas Travisano - 2003 - 770 trang
...sink On the chafed ocean-side? 1. Where. 3. Marshy, splashing. 2. Hunter of birds. 4. Margin, edge. There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast— The desert5 and illimitable airLone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far... | |
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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. 
