...reader. TO A WATERFOWL. W (i 1 1 IIEU, mi.lt falling -lew, While glow the hoavuiK .with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Slight mark thy distant flignt td do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure...

...While glow the heaveni with the lait steps of day. Far, through their rosy depths, do»t thou ponue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong At, darkly paiuted on the crimson sky Thy figure tinats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy...

...rapidity of the first. How perfectly and inimitably descriptive are the last two of the following lines. " Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight...painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along." The extracts we have made give, we think, a tolerablycorrect idea of Bryant's genius. The volume contains...

...devote hours to the subject. " Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last step of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue...where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side ? " There is a power whose care Teaches the way along that pathless coast — The desert...

...Goldsmith. TO A WATER FOWL.* Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue...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...

...dreams. TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue...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...

...dreams. TO A WATERFOWL. WHTTHEB, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue...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...

...heavens with 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...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...

...dost thou Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye [thee wrong, Might mark thy distant flight to do As darkly painted on the crimson sky Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink, Of reedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocky billows rise or sink On the chafed ocean's side...

...insertion. TO A WATERFOWL. 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 1 Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As darkly painted on the...