...weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean's side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way...At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not weary to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end, Soon...

...lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink . On the chafed ocean-side ? f There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along...At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end,...

...thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Vainly the fowler's eye Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge...Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though...

...darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy Jake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows...Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though...

...distant flight to do thee wrong, As,°darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. * Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge...Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though...

...weedy lake, or maze of river wide ; Or where the recking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean's side ) There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way...At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop, not weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end...

...weedy lake, or maize of river wide, Or where the rocky billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean's side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way...Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fann'd, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary to the welcome land, Though...

...lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side Т There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along...At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end,...

...distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, ' Thy figure floats along. Seeks't thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge...At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end...

...thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge...ocean side ? " There is a power whose care Teaches the way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable airline wandering, but not lost. "...