...wonder and pride of your works remain. TO A WATERFOWL. BY WC BRYANT. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far,...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...

...heart's first fragrance unto Heaven ! TO A WATERFOWL. WC BRYANT. 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...

...Unmentioned in holy songs — unheralded by fame. WB Flower. To A WATEBFOWL. WHITHEB 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...

...melody, for very sweet and melodious we think it. TO A WATER-FOWL. ' WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far,...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...

...will forsake—Oh! happy to have given TO A WATEKFOWL. WC BRYANT. 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...

...shall be forgiven, we trust, for quoting it again. TO A WATER POWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far,...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...

...machinery of culture, if no living truth is elicited which fertilizes as well as enlightens ? Shakspeare undoubtedly owed his marvellous insight into the human...their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way V Sometimes, in musing upon genius in its simpler manifestations, it seems as if the great art of human...

...wonder and pride of your works remain. TO A WATERFOWL. BY WC BRTANT. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far,...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 reddening sky, He bounds away to hunt the deer. TO A WATEEFOWL. WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far,...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...

...are, or should be, familiar to al readers of American poetry : " 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? " All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary,...