 | 1840 - 516 Seiten
...(directed by unerring Wisdom, when the proper time comes round,) and revisit their retreats ; their - plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide...Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chaf 'd ocean aide." But how do the tenants of the sea, the ocean-born animals, the whales, the porpoises,... | |
 | James Fenimore Cooper - 1840 - 502 Seiten
...STEE10TTFBK. (2) AliP CO., FE1HTIRS. MERCEDES OF CASTILE. CHAPTER I. " Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue ThyKjSary way?" BRYANT. THE slumbers of Columbus were of short duration. While his sleep lasted it... | |
 | 1841 - 376 Seiten
...— We meet, O joy ! no more to sever. TO A WATERFOWL. WILLIAM C. BRYANT. WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day,...mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1841 - 422 Seiten
...the receding rays are lost to human sight. To a Waterfowl.— BRYANT. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day,...their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way i Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 214 Seiten
...young or old, gay or grave, you may, if you will, be the better for it. Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day,...mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Soek'st Ihou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 Seiten
...who keeps The vast and helpless city while it sleeps. TO A WATERFOWL. WRITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day,...mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Scek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or... | |
 | 1842 - 294 Seiten
...wish to see, Then, sweet captive, thou shalt leave us, TO A WATER-FOWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day,...mark thy distant flight, to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 216 Seiten
...may, if you will, be the better for it. Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with tho last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths,...mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seck'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 250 Seiten
...young or old, gay or grave, you may, if you will, be the better for it. Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day,...depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly tha fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson... | |
 | J. Cypress - 1842 - 274 Seiten
...We are off. Reader, farewell. * COLLINEOMANIA. NO. IV. DUCK SHOOTING. " Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day,...their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ?" WE wonder if the Poet ever got any answer to that question. We will bet a bag of buckshot, that... | |
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midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way... 
