| William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 388 Seiten
...along that pathless coast,— The desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. 9 > All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height,...night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er... | |
| Naturalist pseud, Edward Wilson (M.A., F.L.S.) - 1852 - 444 Seiten
...— 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...night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; — Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy... | |
| 1854 - 126 Seiten
...— 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...night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; — Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy... | |
| George Washington Bungay - 1854 - 506 Seiten
...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...night is near. "And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1855 - 318 Seiten
...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 shalt thou find a summer home and rest, And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend, Thou'rt gone,... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1855 - 320 Seiten
...weary, 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; reeds shall bend, Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the... | |
| Joseph Payne - 1856 - 516 Seiten
...way along that pathless coast3 — 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 shalt thou find a summer-home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er... | |
| John Wilson - 1856 - 412 Seiten
...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 shalt thou find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy... | |
| Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1856 - 838 Seiten
...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 shalt thou find a summer home and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1975 - 586 Seiten
...below, has not been identified. 2. In the fifth stanza of "To a Waterfowl" (1815) Bryant had written "All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height,...the welcome land. Though the dark night is near." See Poems (1876), p. 31. 762. To Frances F. Bryant [New York] Wednesday Aug. 27, 1851. Dear F. I got... | |
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