...distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly 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 and siuk On the chafea ocean side? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast...

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...wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Vainly the fowler's eye Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river...Lone wandering but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though...

...distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river...pathless coast,— The desert and illimitable air,— THE NL / '/. PUBLIC LiD ASTOR, L*NOX TILDfcN FOUNDATIONS All day thy wings have fanned, At that far...

...on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake or margin of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and...illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. it 2 All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere : Yet, stoop not,...

...distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river...where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean-side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and...

...distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river...where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean-side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast— The desert and...

...distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river...cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, Aud scream...

...distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river...pathless coast,-— The desert and illimitable air, — All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary,...

...nature with sentience and a capability of action, is one of the severest tests of the poet.] . . . .There is a power whose care Teaches thy way along...and illimitable air. Lone, wandering, but not lost.. . . . Pleasant shall be thy way, where weekly bows The shutting flowers and darkling waters pass, And...