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" Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson... "
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The Gentleman's Magazine, and Historical Chronicle, for the Year ..., Tập 157

1835 - 736 trang
...before us. We will find room for a specimen or two. To a Waterfowl. Bryant, p. S. Whither, 'midst the falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, [pursue Far through their rosy depths, dost thou Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye [thee wrong,...

The Harp of the Wilderness; Or, Flowers of Modern Fugitive Poetry ...

Harp - 1836 - 380 trang
...ordained to prove Our faith in heav'n's unfailing love And all-controlling pow'r. TO A WATER-FOWL. BRYANT. WHITHER 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the...

The Laurel: a Gift for All Seasons: Being a Collection of Poems

1836 - 268 trang
...'mid the desolate main, While the wonder and pride of your works remain. TO A WATERFOWL. BY WC BRYANT. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye . . Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on...

Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 286 trang
...human eye, And that which sprung of earth is now A portion of the glorious sky. M 23 TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ! Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the...

American Quarterly Review, Tập 19

Robert Walsh - 1836 - 522 trang
...eloquent language of feeling. An unpretending beauty marks the following lines, " To a Waterfowl." " Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Might mark thy distant flight to do thfe wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, '' Vainly the...

Fifth Book of Lessons for the Use of the Irish National Schools

1836 - 424 trang
...thou may'st remember the flake of snow, By the promise that God hath given." GoVLP. TO A WATERFOWL. Whither midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As darkly painted on the...

The Elocutionist: Consisting of Declamations and Readings in Prose and ...

Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 trang
...: Thy cold clay—we grieve to bear it To its chamber—but we must. CI. TO A WATERFOWL.—Bryant. Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Vainly the...

American Quarterly Review, Tập 19

Robert Walsh - 1836 - 530 trang
...marks a less original genius. An unpretending beauty marks the following lines, " To a Waterfowl." " Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of-day, Far through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Might mark thy distant flight...

The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., Tập 1

William Hone - 1837 - 874 trang
...are frehil son, prince Henry, is told that in his quent themes of their speculation. To A WATER-FOWL. Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As darkly painted on the...

Tales of Animals: Comprising Quadrupeds, Birds, Fishes, Reptiles, and Insects

Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1837 - 344 trang
...that it is to one of these birds that Mr. Bryant's beautiful lines, to a water-fowl, are addressed. Whither) 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...their, rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson...




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