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...! happy to have given The unbroken heart's first fragrance unto Heaven ! TO A WATERFOWL. WC BRYANT. WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on...

...the repetition of some sweet old melody, for very sweet and melodious we think it. TO A WATER-FOWL. ' WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Vainly...

...'mid the desolate main, While the wonder and pride of your works remain. TO A WATERFOWL. BY WC BRYANT. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on...

...keep your souls from blight! Earth will forsake—Oh! happy to have given TO A WATEKFOWL. WC BRYANT. WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on...

...boasted name, Unmentioned in holy songs — unheralded by fame. WB Flower. To A WATEBFOWL. WHITHEB midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the...through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As darkly painted on...

...with the British public, but we shall be forgiven, we trust, for quoting it again. TO A WATER POWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on...

...Genevieve. And oft he turns his truant eye, And pauses oft, and lingers near; TO A WATERFOWL. WHITHEB, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the...through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye /• f Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted...

...'mid the desolate main, While the wonder and pride of your works remain. TO A WATERFOWL. BY WC BRTANT. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on...

...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 I" Sometimes, in musing upon genius in its simpler manifestations, it seems as if the great art...