 | 1841 - Počet stránok 376
...plighted faith again renew — We meet, O joy ! no more to sever. TO A WATERFOWL. WILLIAM C. BRYANT. WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side ? There is... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1841 - Počet stránok 418
...of its flight, Till the receding rays are lost to human sight. To a Waterfowl. — BRYANT. WHITHEB, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the...along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side ? There is... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1841 - Počet stránok 422
...brightening glory of its flight, Till the receding rays are lost to human sight. To a Waterfowl.— BRYANT. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way i Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the... | |
 | 1842 - Počet stránok 294
...when kindly winds shall speed us To the land we wish to see, Then, sweet captive, thou shalt leave us, TO A WATER-FOWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While...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-tide ? There is... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - Počet stránok 214
...present opportunity, and whether young or old, gay or grave, you may, if you will, be the better for it. Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Soek'st Ihou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - Počet stránok 638
...; It breathes of Him who keeps The vast and helpless city while it sleeps. TO A WATERFOWL. WRITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the...painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Scek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - Počet stránok 216
...may, if you will, be the better for it. Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with tho last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths,...painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seck'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - Počet stránok 250
...present opportunity, and whether young or old, gay or grave, you may, if you will, be the better for it. Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly tha fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson... | |
 | J. Cypress - 1842 - Počet stránok 274
...woodcock getting up by its side. We are off. Reader, farewell. * COLLINEOMANIA. NO. IV. DUCK SHOOTING. " Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ?" WE wonder if the Poet ever got any answer to that question. We will bet a bag of buckshot, that... | |
 | J. Cypress - 1842 - Počet stránok 268
...woodcock getting up by its side. We are off. Reader, farewell. COLLINEOMANIA. No. IV. DUCK SHOOTING. " 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 ?" WE wonder if the Poet ever got any answer to that question.... | |
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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... 
