 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1854
...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 shall thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows... | |
 | 1889
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 | David W. Bartlett - Reformers - 1855 - 396 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 shall thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1855 - 264 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;... | |
 | Animals in literature - 1855 - 108 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 shall thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows... | |
 | Education - 1897
...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 shall thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows;... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - American literature - 1856
...desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy winga 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 ehalt thou find a summer home and rest, And scream among thy fellows;... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 292 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... | |
 | John Wilson - 1856
...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... | |
 | John Wilson - 1856
...The desert and illimitable airLone 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... | |
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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. 
