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The American Class-reader: Containing a Series of Lessons in Reading; with ...

George Willson - 1840 - 298 trang
...pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. 5 All day tliy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold thin...the -welcome land, Though the dark night is near. 4 .. 6 And soon that toil shall end, Soon shall thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among...

The Remembrancer: Or, Fragments for Leisure Hours ...

Association for the Improvement of Juvenile Books - 1841 - 250 trang
...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 etoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end,...

The Sporting review, ed. by 'Craven'.

John William Carleton - 1840 - 548 trang
...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 atmosphtrt ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that...

American Melodies: Containing a Single Selection from the Productions of Two ...

1841 - 376 trang
...plighted faith again renew — We meet, O joy ! no more to sever. TO A WATERFOWL. WILLIAM C. BRYANT. WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...; 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...

The American Common-place Book of Poetry: With Occasional Notes

George Barrell Cheever - 1841 - 422 trang
...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,...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 hath sunk the...

Attractions of Language, Or A Popular View of Natural Language: In All Its ...

Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 216 trang
...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,...night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon shall thou find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy...

Attractions of Language, Or A Popular View of Natural Language: In All Its ...

Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 250 trang
...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,...stoop not, weary, to the- welcome land, Though the daik night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon shall thou find a summer home, and rest And...

Attractions of Language, Or A Popular View of Natural Language: In All Its ...

Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 214 trang
...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,...Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though 1he dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon shalt. thou find a summer home, and rest...

Woodnotes, for all seasons [an anthology].

Wood-notes - 1842 - 160 trang
...illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cool thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not weary to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon thy toil shall end ; Soon shall thou find a summer-home and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds...

The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 trang
...— The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, 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 a...




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