...changeling's tale ; E'en so, thou strangest of all beings strange ! E'en so thy visionary scenes 1 hail ; That like the ramblings of an idiot's speech...wings have fann'd At that fair height, the cold thin atmosphere — Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near." Mr. Bryant...

...solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st...illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. And soon that toil shall end ;' • • • ' Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream...

...solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thce wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st...The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, hut not lost All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop...

...young'man of twenty-one, should take. This association invests the lyric with uncommon interest : ' There is a Power Whose care Teaches thy way along...The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, bat not lost. ' He Who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In...

...weedy lake, or maze of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chaf'd Ocean-lide? There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along...that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, — 172 All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cool thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not...

...brink Of weedy lake— or maze of river wideOr where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafd ocean side? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast— The dnert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd, At that...

...weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean's side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way...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...

...lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink . On the chafed ocean-side ? f There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along...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...

...next extract is from an exceedingly pretty and graceful poem by Mr. Bryant; and is addressed " JTo a Waterfowl." " Whither 'midst falling dew, While...wings have fann'd At that fair height, the cold thin atmosphere — Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near." Mr. Bryant...

...brink Of weedy lake, or maze of river wide, Or where Hie rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast,— The desert aud inimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height,...