...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....

...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 sink On the chafed ocean-tide ? There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and...

...wealthy in the treasure Of her own exceeding pleasure ! WORDSWORTH. TO A WATER FOWL. Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last...lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking hillows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side ? There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along...

...breathes of Him who keeps The vast and helpless city while it sleeps. TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHEH, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last...the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thon the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and...

...distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. 3 Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge...river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink 4 There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable...

...How beautiful beyond compare Will Paradise be found ! J. MONTGOMERY. TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last...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...

...hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God. Gray. TO A WATER-FOWL. WHITHER, midst falling dew,6 While glow the heavens with the last steps of day,...eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, 1 Fair science, S;c. — ie though he loved science, yet he was melancholy: an affirmation which has...

...lonely flight of the Water-fowl. Veneration prompted the inquiry, "Whither 'midst falling dew, When glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through...their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ?" Sometimes, in musing upon genius in its simpler manifestations, it seems as if the great art of...

...•: . ; ' MERCEDES OF CASTILE. CHAPTER I. . • • • ^ « Whither, 'midst falling dew, While flow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue : • Thy tofitarjr way?" ... " BRYANT. THE slumbers of Columbus were of short duration. While his sleep lasted...

...hall, Of the times that were, of old. TO A WATERFOWL. BT WILLIAM CCLLEN BRYAST. Whither, 'midst /ailing dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of...the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thon the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and...