 | John William Carleton - 1840 - 548 页
...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...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... | |
 | Association for the Improvement of Juvenile Books - 1841 - 250 页
...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 ; reeda shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 300 页
...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 Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou 'rt gone ; the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply... | |
 | 1841 - 376 页
...way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — All day thy wings have fanned, 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... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1841 - 422 页
...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 Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone ; the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 216 页
...— The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet...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 thy... | |
 | Wood-notes - 1842 - 160 页
...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 ; reeds... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 250 页
...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, 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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 280 页
...her final rest. \ "> .•' I •TTf /!(, jll TO A WATERFOWL. BS WILLIAM C. BBXAWT. * WHITHER, 'jnidst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last...the welcome 'land, Though the dark night is near. •> i And soon that toil shall end.; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 页
...flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thon the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river...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... | |
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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; reeds shall bend Soon o'er... 
