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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... "
Selections from American Poetry: With Special Reference to Poe, Longfellow ... - الصفحة 19
المحررون: - 1917 - عدد الصفحات: 373
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Retrospective Review, المجلد 9

Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 408
...and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. " All day the wings have fann'd At that fair height, the cold thin atmosphere — Yet stoop not,...the welcome land, Though the dark night is near." Mr. Bryant has also written a pleasant poem, entitled — " Green River," and another, " Inscription...

The North American Review, المجلد 13

1821 - عدد الصفحات: 526
...where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side ? ' All day thy wings have fann'd At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet...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...

Specimens of the American Poets

1822 - عدد الصفحات: 298
...way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. And soon that toil shall end ;' • • • ' Soon...among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. Thou 'st gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up thy form ; yet, on my heart, Deeply...

The Inquirer, المجلد 1

1822 - عدد الصفحات: 764
...coast, The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, hut not lost All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet...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...

The Poetical Common-place Book: Consisting of an Original Selection of ...

1822 - عدد الصفحات: 418
...weary to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon thy toil shall end ; Soon shalt thnu find a summer home and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. Thou'rt gone ; th' abyss of heav'n Hath swallow'd up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply...

The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation

John Pierpont - 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 492
...along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — ^ Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that far height,...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...

The Lady's Magazine and Museum of the Belles-lettres, Fine Arts ..., المجلد 1

1832 - عدد الصفحات: 358
...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,...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...

Time's Telescope

1824 - عدد الصفحات: 452
...way along that pathless coast,— The desert aud inimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height,...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shall thon find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows;...

The Retrospective Review, المجلد 9

1824 - عدد الصفحات: 408
...and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. " All day the wings have fann'd At that fair height, the cold thin atmosphere — Yet stoop not,...the welcome land, Though the dark night is near." Mr. Bryant has also written a pleasant poem, entitled — " Green River," and another, " Inscription...

The Every-day Book: Or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports ...

William Hone - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 858
...coast,— The desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings hare fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet...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...




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