 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. And soon that toil shall end; Soon shalt thou  The Christian Remembrancer - Page 2961848Affichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
 | 1821 - 526 pages
...chafed ocean side ? ' All clay thy wings have fann'd At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere j Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though...night is near. ' And soon that toil shall end, Soon shall thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er... | |
 | 1822 - 764 pages
...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...is near. • • And soon that toil shall end; Soon shall thou find a summer home, and rest,And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1825 - 492 pages
...coast,— The desert and illimitable air,,— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fat»ied At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet...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 sheltered... | |
 | 1824 - 408 pages
...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... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 pages
...scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. All day thy wings hare fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary to the welcome land, Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallow'd up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk the... | |
 | 1829 - 434 pages
...coast,— 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...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 shelter'd... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 pages
...coast,— 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...near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows; roeds shall bend Soon o'er thy shelter'd... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1831 - 490 pages
...way along that pathless coast,— The desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. AL day thy wings have fanned At that far height, the...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 sheltered... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1831 - 422 pages
...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...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. Thou'rt gone; the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk the... | |
 | John Docwra Parry - 1831 - 366 pages
...wandering, hut not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At (hat far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Vet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land. Though the...night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shall thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er... | |
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