 | William Hone - Days - 1837 - 874 pages
...air, — • Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, 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 shall thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows ;... | |
 | Readers - 1837 - 232 pages
...air,-. — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd J At that far height, 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 a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows; reeds... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - Animals - 1837 - 344 pages
...bat not lost. All day (hy wings have fann'd At that far height the cold thin atmosphere; Yet sloop not, weary, 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 ; reeds... | |
 | Periodicals - 1838 - 274 pages
...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 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 : reeds... | |
 | Periodicals - 1838 - 272 pages
...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 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 : reeds... | |
 | Henry Duncan - Natural theology - 1839 - 436 pages
...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 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 ; reeds... | |
 | 1839 - 320 pages
...illimitable air — Lone \vand<!riug, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that far height 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 shall thou find a summer-home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows : reeds... | |
 | William Rhind - 1839 - 136 pages
...air. Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd. At that far height, the cold dim atmosphere, Yet stoop not weary to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. In describing birds, it is necessary to be acquainted with the Following terms : No. 25. a the cere,... | |
 | John Keese - American poetry - 1840 - 304 pages
...wandering, but not lost. TO A WATERFOWL. 59. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, 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 a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows ; reeds... | |
 | John William Carleton - 1840 - 548 pages
...wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphtrt ; Yet stoop not, weary, 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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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 land, Though the dark night is near. 
