 | 1848 - 594 oldal
...sweet and melodious we think it. TO A WATER-FOWL. ' WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, 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 the... | |
 | 1849 - 472 oldal
...we trust, for quoting it again. TO A WATER POWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy...mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1849 - 384 oldal
...And pauses oft, and lingers near; TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHEB, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy...pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye /• f Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, I Thy... | |
 | 1850 - 264 oldal
...your works remain. TO A WATERFOWL. BY WC BRTANT. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy...mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1850 - 260 oldal
...the water-fowl. Veneration prompted the inquiry, " Whither 'midst falling dew, When glow the heavens with the last steps of day, • Far through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way V Sometimes, in musing upon genius in its simpler manifestations, it seems as if the great art of human... | |
 | John Frost - 1850 - 558 oldal
...marked by the swiftness of their flight, and the height to which they soar : " Vainly the fowler'* eye, Might mark thy distant flight, to do thee wrong; As darkly painted on the crimson iky. Thy figure float* along. "Seek'st tluw the pla»hy brink, Of weedy lake,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1851 - 380 oldal
...He bounds away to hunt the deer. TO A WATEEFOWL. WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy...mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or... | |
 | John Sartain, Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1851 - 1054 oldal
...be, familiar to al readers of American poetry : " Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? " All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary,... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 oldal
...abstract nouns connected. Depth. Flight. Height. WHITHER ' 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way,2 Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on... | |
 | John Frost - 1851 - 542 oldal
...by man ; and they are marked by the swiftness of their flight, and the height to which they soar : " 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. "Seck'st thou the plashy brink, Of weedy lake,... | |
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midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, 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 the crimson sky, Thy... 
