| John Keese - American poetry - 1840 - 302 pages
...that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — 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 shall thou find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows... | |
| John Keese - American poetry - 1840 - 304 pages
...air — Lone wandering, but not lost. TO A WATERFOWL. 59. 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... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1840 - 292 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. TO A WATERFOWL. 267 And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And... | |
| John William Carleton - 1840 - 548 pages
...wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphtrt ; 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... | |
| Association for the Improvement of Juvenile Books - Children's poetry - 1841 - 250 pages
...but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet etoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon ehalt them find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows... | |
| American ballads and songs - 1841 - 376 pages
...pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — 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... | |
| Benjamin Franklin Taylor - Language and languages - 1842 - 216 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 shall thou find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows;... | |
| Wood-notes - 1842 - 160 pages
...illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cool thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not weary to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon thy toil shall end ; Soon shall thou find a summer-home and rest, And scream among thy fellows... | |
| Benjamin Franklin Taylor - Language and languages - 1842 - 250 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 daik night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon shall thou find a summer home, and rest And... | |
| Benjamin Franklin Taylor - Language and languages - 1842 - 214 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 1he dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon shalt. thou find a summer home, and rest... | |
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