 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 214 pages
...opportunity, and whether young or old, gay or grave, you may, if you will, be the better for it. Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the...painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Soek'st Ihou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 216 pages
...may, if you will, be the better for it. Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with tho last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths,...painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seck'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1842 - 250 pages
...opportunity, and whether young or old, gay or grave, you may, if you will, be the better for it. Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the...depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly tha fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson... | |
 | J. Cypress - 1842 - 274 pages
...getting up by its side. We are off. Reader, farewell. * COLLINEOMANIA. NO. IV. DUCK SHOOTING. " Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the...their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ?" WE wonder if the Poet ever got any answer to that question. We will bet a bag of buckshot, that... | |
 | J. Cypress - 1842 - 268 pages
...getting up by its side. We are off. Reader, farewell. COLLINEOMANIA. No. IV. DUCK SHOOTING. " Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths.dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ?" WE wonder if the Poet ever got any answer to that question.... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 278 pages
...and weary bark Gains the sure haven of her final rest. TO A WATERFOWL. BY WILLIAM C. BBYANT. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the...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 rise... | |
 | 1843 - 184 pages
...Over wealthy in the treasure Of her own exceeding pleasure ! WORDSWORTH. TO A WATER FOWL. Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the...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 hillows rise... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 280 pages
...her final rest. \ "> .•' I •TTf /!(, jll TO A WATERFOWL. BS WILLIAM C. BBXAWT. * WHITHER, 'jnidst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last...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 rise... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 136 pages
...TO A WATEEFOWL. • WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of dap, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy...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 rise... | |
 | Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - 540 pages
...abound, How beautiful beyond compare Will Paradise be found ! J. MONTGOMERY. TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the...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 rise... | |
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midst falling dew, While glow the 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 to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy... 
