...by man ; and they are marked by the swiftness of their flight, and the height to which they soar : " Vainly the fowler's eye, Might mark thy distant flight,...painted on the crimson sky. Thy figure floats along. "Seck'st thou the plashy brink, Of weedy lake, or merge of river wide ; Or where the rocking billows...

...woodland dress, And bring no book ; for this one day We 'll give to idleness. WORDSWORTH. TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy hrink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking hillows rise and sink On the chafed...

...district of New-York. MERCEDES OF CASTILE. CHAPTER I. " Whither, 'midst fulling dew, While i,'...» the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou puisue Thy solitary way 7" THE slumbers of Columbus were of short duration. While his sleep lasted...

...of the vestiges of the fight, and proceeded to obey the repeated and earnest call. CHAPTEK XXXIV. " Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ?" Bryant. WHEN the young seaman wb"o now commanded the frigate descended from the quarter-deck in...

...obedient son. he might look up To the Almighty Father of his race, And claim his guidance. John Jfty. Whither midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Thou 'rt gone, th' abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet in my heart Deeply hath sunk the...

...flourishes his hands." The " Waterfowl " is one of the most beautiful and perfect poems in the language. " Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...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...

...flourishes his hands." The "Waterfowl" is one of the most beautiful and perfect poems in the language. " Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, doet thou pursue Thy solitary way ? " Vainly the fowler's eye, Might mark thy distant flight to do...

...most finished, perfect pieces. It is well known, but will bear reading again and again. TO A WATERFOWL Whither midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink I Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean...

...lingers near ; But when he marks the reddening sky, He bounds away to hunt the deer. TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly seen against the crimson sky, Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide,...

...lingers near ; But when he marks the reddening sky, He bounds away to hunt the deer. TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly seen against the crimson sky, Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide,...