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" 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 land, Though the dark night is near. "
A Text-book on English Literature: With Copious Extracts from the Leading ... - Sivu 438
tekijä(t) Brainerd Kellogg - 1883 - 478 sivua
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Select English poetry, with notes by E. Hughes

Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 sivua
...day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere : Yet, stoop not, weary,4 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,5 And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er...

Poems: Collected and Arranged by the Author, Complete in One Volume

William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 388 sivua
...pathless coast,— The desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. 9 > All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere,...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...

The naturalist's poetical companion, with notes, selected by E. Wilson

Naturalist pseud, Edward Wilson (M.A., F.L.S.) - 1852 - 444 sivua
...— 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...

Off-hand Takings

George Washington Bungay - 1854 - 508 sivua
...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...

Feathered Favourites: Twelve Coloured Pictures of British Birds

1854 - 128 sivua
...— 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...

A grammar of the English language

Seacome Ellison - 1854 - 120 sivua
...persons it promises, threatens, or imposes obligation. " And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home and rest, And scream among...; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest." BRYANT. WILL. INDICATIVE MOOD. Present Tense. Singular. Plural. 1. I will. 1. We will. 2. Thou wilt....

Poems, Nide 1

William Cullen Bryant - 1855 - 318 sivua
...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,...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 American First-class Book, Or Exercises in Reading and Recitation ...

John Pierpont - 1855 - 530 sivua
...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon thou shalt find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy...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...

Poems, Nide 1

William Cullen Bryant - 1855 - 320 sivua
...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...

The Letters of William Cullen Bryant: 1849-1857

William Cullen Bryant - 1975 - 586 sivua
...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 cold, thin atmosphere,...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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