 | Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold, Nathaniel Parker Willis, James Russell Lowell - 1850 - 642 頁
...nature with sentience and a capability of action, is one of the severest tests of the poet.] . . . .There is a power whose care Teaches thy way along...and illimitable air. Lone, wandering, but not lost.. . . . Pleasant shall be thy way, where weekly bows The shutting flowers and darkling waters pass, And... | |
 | S.G Goodrich - 1851 - 664 頁
...and terrible, without tracing that sublimity and beauty to a divine source; without feeling that " There is a power whose care Teaches thy way along...and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost." The divinities of Greece were not held by the people to be mere passive phantoms. They are supposed... | |
 | William Francis Lynch - 1851 - 322 頁
...the cold, thin, atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome laud, Though the dark night is near. There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along...illimitable air — Lone wandering — but not lost. Thou art gone — the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form." In those pure fields of ether, unvisited... | |
 | John Frost - 1851 - 542 頁
...billows rise and sink On the chaffed ocean side ; "There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along the pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost " Thou'rt gone ! ihy abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form!" If few, they fly in one line, but... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 頁
...is thine; It breathes of Him who keeps The vast and helpless city while it sleeps. TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...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... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 388 頁
...lingers near; But when he marks the reddening sky, He bounds away to hunt the deer. TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. 9 > All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary,... | |
 | James Martineau - 1852 - 544 頁
...the skies for ever bright. 649. BRYANT. The water-fowl. " There is a path which no fowl knowstk. " WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost 5 All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 384 頁
...But when he marks the reddening sky, He bounds away to hunt the deer. TO A WATERFOWL. WHiTHE%,midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last...illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. Dl All day thy wings have fanned. At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary,... | |
 | Naturalist pseud, Edward Wilson (M.A., F.L.S.) - 1852 - 444 頁
...lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking hillows 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... | |
 | James Fenimore Cooper - 1852 - 498 頁
...problem is solved ! This is doubtless an island, but a continent is near. Laud be to God !" CHAPTER VI. "There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along...illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost." Bur ANT. safe distance, stripped of most of their canvass, resembling craft that cruised leisurely... | |
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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... 
