 | 1832 - 406 strani
...td do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou thy plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide,...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... | |
 | 1834 - 332 strani
...flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, ' Thy figure floats along. Seeks't 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,... | |
 | 1837 - 408 strani
...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...ocean side ? " There is a power whose care Teaches the way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable airline wandering, but not lost. "... | |
 | 1834 - 402 strani
...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 wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable... | |
 | 1834 - 406 strani
...distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the erimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or. where the roeking billows rise and sink On the ehafed oeean side. •' I There is a Power, whose eare Teaehes... | |
 | 1835 - 562 strani
...the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue The solitary way ? ' Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river...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,... | |
 | 1835 - 740 strani
...a Power whose care [coast, Teaches thy way along that pathless The desert and illimitable air, Long wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd...cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon shall thy toil end, [and rest, Soon shalt thou... | |
 | Religious Tract Society (Great Britain) - 1835 - 604 strani
...thee wrong, As darkly painted on the crimson sky Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou thy pi ashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean-side * There if a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along that trackless coast — The desert... | |
 | Robert Walsh - 1836 - 522 strani
...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...cold thin atmosphere ;. Yet stoop not. weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. " And soon that toil shall end, Soon shalt thou find a... | |
 | Harp - 1836 - 380 strani
...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 and...— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings hare fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land,... | |
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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 wings have fanned At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome... 
