...the fowler's eye 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 On the chafed ocean side ? ' All clay thy wings have fann'd At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere j Yet stoop...

...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 sink On the chaf'd Ocean side ? There is a Power whose care, Teaches thy way along that pathless coast,— The...

...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 sink On the chaf'd Ocean side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert...

...sky Thy figure floats along. Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler s eye On the chafed ocean's side Î There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along...illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or maize of river wide, Or where thé rocky billows rise...

...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 sink On the chaf'd ocean side ? " There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast,— The...

...the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy Jake, or marge of river wide, Or 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...

...the fowler's eye Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy Jake, or marge of river wide, Or 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...

...weedy lake, or maze of river wide, Or where the rocky billows lise and sink On the chafed Ocean side ? There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along...The desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, hut not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At (hat far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Vet stoop...

...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 On the chafed ocean side ? There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast,— The desert...

...on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seekst thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and...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...