 | Abiel Abbot Livermore - 1841 - 362 頁
...Jesus, in his address to the Water- fowl: — " There te a Power -whose care Teaches thy way alnng that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. " Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk the... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 頁
...distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Scek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river...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 weleome land, Though... | |
 | 1842 - 294 頁
...maze of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean-tide ? WOODNOTES. There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along...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... | |
 | Abiel Abbot Livermore - 1842 - 358 頁
...Jesus, in his address to the Water-fowl : — "There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along thai pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. " Thou 'rt gone, the abyis of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 280 頁
...her final rest. \ "> .•' I •TTf /!(, jll TO A WATERFOWL. BS WILLIAM C. BBXAWT. * WHITHER, 'jnidst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last...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,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 278 頁
...toss'd and weary bark Gains the sure haven of her final rest. TO A WATERFOWL. BY WILLIAM C. BBYANT. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...illimitable air,— •» Lone wandering, but not lost. AH day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 頁
...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...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 136 頁
...lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side 1 There is a power whose care Teaches thy way along...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... | |
 | Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - 540 頁
...brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chaf d ocean side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy...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... | |
 | Gem book - 1846 - 398 頁
...lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean-side ? There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along...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... | |
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midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy... 
