 | William Francis Lynch - 1851 - 322 páginas
...is entirely lost to the aching sight of the observer. " All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, 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 that pathless... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 388 páginas
...and 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,...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... | |
 | Naturalist pseud, Edward Wilson (M.A., F.L.S.) - 1852 - 444 páginas
...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... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1854 - 332 páginas
...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... | |
 | George Washington Bungay - 1854 - 508 páginas
...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... | |
 | 1854 - 128 páginas
...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... | |
 | David W. Bartlett - 1855 - 440 páginas
...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 - 318 páginas
...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;... | |
 | 1855 - 120 páginas
...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... | |
 | John Wilson - 1856 - 416 páginas
...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. 
