 | 1838 - Страниц: 274
...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 shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart, Deeply hath sunk the... | |
 | 1838 - Страниц: 272
...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 shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Tliou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart. Deeply hath sunk... | |
 | 1839 - Страниц: 320
...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 shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone ! the abyss of Heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the... | |
 | John William Carleton - 1840 - Страниц: 548
...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 shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. ThoiiVt gone — the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form : yet, on my heart, Deeply hath sunk... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1840 - Страниц: 292
...dark night is near. TO A WATERFOWL. 267 And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the... | |
 | Abiel Abbot Livermore - 1841 - Страниц: 360
...that pat hleas coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. " Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form;...sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depatt. " He who from zone to zone Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long... | |
 | Abiel Abbot Livermore - 1841 - Страниц: 362
...that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. " Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson limit hast given, And shall not soon depart. u He who from zone to zone Guides through the boundless... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1841 - Страниц: 422
...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 shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone ; the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk the... | |
 | 1841 - Страниц: 376
...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 shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - Страниц: 216
...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 shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone — tbe^byss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk tho... | |
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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 shall bend Soon o'er... 
