 | William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 288 pages
...moves, I ask, its gliding mass, And trains the bordering vines, whose blue 80 SONG OF THE PRAIRIES. Broad are these streams — my steed obeys. Plunges, and bears me through the tide. Wide are these woods — I thread the maze Of giant stems, nor ask a guide. I hunt, till day's last... | |
 | 1836 - 496 pages
...ask, its gliding mass, And trains the bordering vines, whose blue Bright clusters tempt me as I pass ? Broad are these streams — my steed obeys, Plunges, and bears me through the tide. Wide are these woods — I tread the maze Of giant stems, nor ask a guide. I hunt, till day's last... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1840 - 292 pages
...trains the bordering vines, whose blue Bright clusters tempt me as I pass 1 80 SONG OF THE PRAIRIES. Broad are these streams — my steed obeys, Plunges, and bears me through the tide. Wide are these woods — I thread the maze Of giant stems, nor ask a guide. I hunt, till day's last... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 pages
...its gliding mass, And trains the bordering vinos, whose blue, Bright clusters tempt me as I pass ? Broad are these streams — my steed obeys, Plunges, and bears me through the tide. Wide are these woods — I thread the maze Of giant stems, nor ask a guide. I hunt, till day's last... | |
 | 1843 - 488 pages
...ask, its gliding mass, And trains the bordering vines, whose blue Bright clusters tempt me as I pass 7 Broad are these streams — my steed obeys, Plunges, and bears me through the tide. Wide are these woods — I tread the maze Of giant stems, nor ask a guide. I hunt, till day's last... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 502 pages
...ask, its gliding mass, And trains the bordering vines, whose blue, Bright clusters tempt me as I pass? Broad are these streams ; my steed obeys, Plunges, and bears me through the tide. Wide are these woods ; I thread the maze Of giant stems, nor ask a guide. [ hunt till day's last glimmer... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1851 - 380 pages
...ask, its gliding mass, And trains the bordering vines, whose blue Bright clusters tempt me as I pass ? Broad are these streams — my steed obeys, Plunges, and bears me through the tide. Wide are these woods — I thread the maze Of giant stems, nor ask a guide. I hunt till day's last... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 pages
...its gliding mass, And trains the bordering vines, whose blue, Bright clusters tempt me as I pass ? Broad are these streams — my steed obeys, Plunges, and bears me through the tide. Wide are these woods — I thread the maze O f giant stems, nor ask a guide. *\f POETRY OF THE SENTIMENTS.... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 322 pages
...its gliding mass, And trains the bordering vines, whose blue, Bright clusters tempt me as I pass ? Broad are these streams — my steed obeys, Plunges, and bears me through the tide. Wide are these woods — I thread the maze 0 f giant stems, nor ask a guide. I hunt, till day's last... | |
 | 1861 - 144 pages
...ask, its gliding mass, And trains the bordering vines whose bine Bright clusters tempt me as I pass ! Broad are these streams — my steed obeys, Plunges, and bears me through the tide : Wide are those woods — I thread the maze Of giant stems, nor ask a guide. I hunt till day's last... | |
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Broad are these streams — my steed obeys, Plunges, and bears me through the tide. Wide are these woods — I thread the maze Of giant stems, nor ask a guide. I hunt till day's last glimmer dies O'er woody vale and grassy height ; And kind the voice... 
