| Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 pages
...: Thy cold clay—we grieve to bear it To its chamber—but we must. CI. TO A WATERFOWL.—Bryant. Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Vainly... | |
| Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1837 - 344 pages
...that it is to one of these birds that Mr. Bryant's beautiful lines, to a water-fowl, are addressed. Whither) 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...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... | |
| 1837 - 232 pages
...heavens with tho last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost tliou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight...painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Or where the rocking billows rise and gink On the chafed ocean side? .* There is a Power whose care... | |
| William Hone - 1837 - 874 pages
...are frehil son, prince Henry, is told that in his quent themes of their speculation. To A WATER-FOWL. Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...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... | |
| Henry Duncan - 1837 - 426 pages
...waterfowl, finely allude to this instinct of migration, and to the feelings it ever ought to inspire : — " Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? * * * * " There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert... | |
| William Hone - 1837 - 936 pages
...frehi» ton, prince Henry, is told that in his quent themes of their speculation. To A WATER-XOWL. Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thec wrong, As darkly painted on... | |
| 1838 - 272 pages
...heavens with the last stops of day, Far through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight...along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or maze of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sick On the chafed ocean-side ? There is... | |
| 1838 - 274 pages
...thoii pursue Thy solitary way 'f Vainly tlin fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thec wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky Thy figure...along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or maze of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and gink On the chafed ocean-side ? There is... | |
| 1838 - 544 pages
...dost thou puimiu Thy solitary way 'i Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thoe wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky Thy figure...along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or maze of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean-side ? There ¡sa... | |
| Henry Duncan - 1839 - 436 pages
...Waterfowl, finely allude to this instinct of migration, and to the feelings it ever ought to inspire. " Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...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... | |
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