 | Samuel Kettell - American poetry - 1829 - 432 pages
...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 stoop not, 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;... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - American poetry - 1830 - 516 pages
...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 stoop not,...to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bead Soon o'er thy shelter'd nest. Thou 'rt gone, the abyss... | |
 | William Hone - Days - 1830 - 868 pages
...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 stoop not,...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;... | |
 | Agnes Strickland - Animals - 1830 - 230 pages
...desert and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop, not...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... | |
 | Pierce Egan - Amusements - 1832 - 426 pages
...desert and illimitable air — 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. And soon that toil shall end, Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows... | |
 | Civilization - 1832 - 406 pages
...air — ' Lone wandering, but not lost. , All (Jay thy wings .have fanned, 1 At that far height, tlic cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon shall thou find a sirmmer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows... | |
 | Fens, The (England) - 1834 - 332 pages
...and illimitable air ; — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not,...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... | |
 | American poetry - 1834 - 402 pages
...and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. i All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere ; Yet, stoop not,...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... | |
 | 1837 - 408 pages
...desert and illimitable airline wandering, but not lost. " All days 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 find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows... | |
 | 1835 - 562 pages
...and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. ' All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere; Yet, stoop not,...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;... | |
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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. 
