...Our next extract is from an exceedingly pretty and graceful poem by Mr. Bryant; and is addressed " To a Waterfowl." " Whither 'midst falling dew, While...mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong ; As, darkly pointed on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. " Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake,...

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...Violet. We will quote a part of the first, which many of our readers probably do not recollect. • Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. * Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows...

...date of thy deep-founded strength ; or tell How happy, in thy lap, the sons of men shall dwell! L. TO A WATER-FOWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While...painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or maze of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise...

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...silently. TO A WATER-FOWL. BRYANT, (An American Paet.J WIIITHKU, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heav'ns with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy...painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or maze of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise...

...delightful little piece, in metre and sentiment, is alike creditable to its author's taste and feeling. TO A WATER-FOWL. , • • • « • « Whither,...the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thce wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy...

...who, without any commendation of ours, will not fail to do justice to its beauties. TII a H'atcr-Fm'l. Whither, 'midst falling dew. While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far thro' their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant...

...ode to the Migrating Water Fowl, and give the little history of its introduction into Europe : — Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...flight to do thee wrong; As darkly painted on the evening sky Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river...

...heard some friendly words ; — but knew not what they were. LESSON CXIV. To a .Waterfowl. — BRYANT. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, 't_ As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Laton 115.] FIRST CLASS BOOK. I...