 Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow ; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched...  Poems - Seite 138von William Cullen Bryant - 1875Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | 1847 - 648 Seiten
...And swelling the white sail : I welcome theeTo the scorch'd land, thou wanderer of the sea ! " Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in...to hear thy grateful sound, Lies the vast inland, stretch d beyond the sight : Go forth into the gathering shade ; go forth, God's blessing, breathed... | |
 | Timothy Flint - 1830 - 696 Seiten
...And swelling the white sail. I welcome Ihee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the SOB '. ' Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of delight; And languid forme rise up, and pulses bound Livelier at the coming of the wind of night: And languishing to hear... | |
 | A. B. Cleveland - 1832 - 496 Seiten
...crests, and scattering high their spray, To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea! Nor I alone—a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of...into the gathering shade; go forth, God's blessing breathe upon the fainting earth! Go, rock the little wood-bird in his nest, The wide old wood from... | |
 | 1832 - 868 Seiten
...And .welling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea I Nor 1 alone : a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the...sound, Lies the vast inland, stretched beyond the sight lo forth into the gathering shade — go forth, God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth ! Co,... | |
 | 1832 - 952 Seiten
...spny. And swelling the white sail. I welcome tbee To the scorcli'd land, thou wanderer of the sea ! Nor I alone : a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the...languishing to hear thy grateful sound. Lies the vast island, stretched beyond the eight. Go forth into the gathering shade — go forth, God's blessing... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 Seiten
...spray And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea ! Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of delight; And languid fonns rise up, and pulses bound Livelier, at coming of the wind of night; And, languishing to hear... | |
 | 1834 - 406 Seiten
...seorehed land, thou wanderer of the sea I Nor I alone—a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulneas of delight ; And languid forms rise up, and pulses bound Livelier, at eoming of the wind of night ; And, languishing to hear thy grateful sound, Lie* the Tast inland stretehed... | |
 | 1835 - 430 Seiten
...spray, And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea ! Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in...pulses bound Livelier, at coming of the wind of night ; Anil, languishing to near thy grateful sound. Lies the vast inland stretched beyond the sight. Go... | |
 | Harp - 1836 - 380 Seiten
...spray, And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the seal Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in...fainting earth ! Go, rock the little wood-bird in his nes!, Curl the still waters, bright with stars, and rouse The wide old wood from his majestic rest,... | |
 | Author of The young man's own book - 1836 - 336 Seiten
...land, thou wanderer of the sea ! Nor I alone— a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fullness of delight ; And languid forms rise up, and pulses...languishing to hear thy grateful sound, Lies the vast inland stretch'd beyond the sight. Go forth into the gathering shade ; go forth, Go, rock the little wood-bird... | |
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