 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1824 - 408 psl.
...brink Of weedy lake, or maze of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chaf 'd ocean side ? " There is a Power whose care Teaches...illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. " All day the wings have fann'd At that fair height, the cold thin atmosphere — Yet stoop not, weary, to the... | |
 | 1822 - 298 psl.
...brink Of weedy lake, or maze of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chaf d Ocean side ? There is a Power whose care, Teaches...illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. And soon that toil shall end ;' • • • ' Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream... | |
 | 1822 - 496 psl.
...chafd ocean side? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast— The dnert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop net, weary, to the welcome land, Tbo'... | |
 | 1824 - 408 psl.
...brink Of weedy lake, or maze of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chaf 'd ocean side ? " There is a Power whose care Teaches...illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. " All day the wings have fann'd At that fair height, the cold thin atmosphere — Yet stoop not, weary, to the... | |
 | 1824 - 408 psl.
...brink Of weedy lake, or maze of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chaf 'd ocean side ? " There is a Power whose care Teaches...illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. " All day the wings have fann'd At that fair height, the cold thin atmosphereYet stoop not, weary, to the welcome... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 psl.
...lake, or maize of river wide, Or where thé rocky billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean's side Î There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along...air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings hare fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary to the welcome land,... | |
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 psl.
...thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Vainly the fowler's eye Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink...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... | |
 | 1829 - 436 psl.
...darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy Jake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows...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... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 psl.
...solitary way ? 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....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... | |
 | William Hone - 1830 - 868 psl.
...weedy lake, or maize of river wide, Or where the rocky billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean's side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way...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... | |
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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... 
