 | William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 388 էջ
...along that pathless coast,— The desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. 9 > All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height,...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... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1854 - 332 էջ
...a power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone-wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have...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... | |
 | 1854 - 128 էջ
...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...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 hath sunk... | |
 | Seacome Ellison - 1854 - 120 էջ
...windows." — LONGFELLOW. In the second and third persons it promises, threatens, or imposes obligation. " And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find...; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest." BRYANT. WILL. INDICATIVE MOOD. Present Tense. Singular. Plural. 1. I will. 1. We will. 2. Thou wilt.... | |
 | George Washington Bungay - 1854 - 508 էջ
...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...; 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 hath sunk the... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1855 - 318 էջ
...care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast,— The desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that...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;... | |
 | David W. Bartlett - 1855 - 440 էջ
...care Teachea thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that...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 - 412 էջ
...care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that...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... | |
 | John Wilson - 1856 - 432 էջ
...care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that...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... | |
 | John Wilson - 1856 - 416 էջ
...whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable airLone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that...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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There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless 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... 
