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...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...There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast,— The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy...

...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...There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — All day thy wings have fanned, At that far...

...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...There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. TO A WATERFOWL....