...of its flight, Till the receding rays are lost to human sight. To a Waterfowl. — BRYANT. WHITHEH, "midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the...pursue Thy solitary way . Vainly the fowler's eye Mignt mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats...

...skies for ever bright. 649. BRYANT. The water-fowl. ' ' There is a path which no fowl knowsth. " 1 WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? 2 Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the...

...men, The olive's welcome bough t I hail thee, Mercy's herald then, Her sacred symbol now. . F. SMITH. TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While...painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seekest thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide. Or where the rocking billows rise...

...lonely flight of the water-fowl. Veneration prompted the inquiry, — "' Whither 'midst falling dew When glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy steps dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? " Sometimes, in musing upon genius in its simpler manifestations,...

...with it, as with the repetition of some sweet old melody, for very sweet and melodious we think it. TO A WATER-FOWL. ' WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While...their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Vainly the...

...Genevieve. And oft he turns his truant eye, And pauses oft, and lingers near; TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHEB, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the...pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye /• f Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, I Thy...

...lonely flight of the water-fowl. Veneration prompted the inquiry, " Whither 'midst falling dew, When glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through...their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way I" Sometimes, in musing upon genius in its simpler manifestations, it seems as if the great art of...

...marked by the swiftness of their flight, and the height to which they soar : " Vainly the fowler'* eye, Might mark thy distant flight, to do thee wrong; As darkly painted on the crimson iky. Thy figure float* along. "Seek'st tluw the pla»hy brink, Of weedy lake, or merge of river wide...

...beautiful lines, "To a Waterfowl," that are, or should be, familiar to al readers of American poetry : " Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? " All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary,...

...by man ; and they are marked by the swiftness of their flight, and the height to which they soar : " Vainly the fowler's eye, Might mark thy distant flight,...painted on the crimson sky. Thy figure floats along. "Seck'st thou the plashy brink, Of weedy lake, or merge of river wide ; Or where the rocking billows...