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...Violet. We will quote a part of the first, which many of our readers probably do not recollect. • Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...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 the...

...date of thy deep-founded strength ; or tell How happy, in thy lap, the sons of men shall dwell! TO A WATER-FOWL. WHITHER, 'midst falling dew, While glow...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 maze of river...

...delightful little piece, in metre and sentiment, is alike creditable to its author's taste and feeling. TO A WATER-FOWL. , • • • « • « Whither, 'midst...the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thce wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy...

...He heard some friendly words ;—but knew not what tin were. LESSON CXIV. To a Waterfowl.—Bryant. Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow the heavens...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...

...next extract is from an exceedingly pretty and graceful poem by Mr. Bryant; and is addressed " To a Waterfowl." " Whither 'midst falling dew, While glow...mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong; As, darkly pointed on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. " Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake,...

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...is told that in his quent themes of their speculation. a is seldom mentioned by our poets. The To л WATER-FOWL. Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow...day, Far through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As darkly painted on the crimson sky Thy figure floats...

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...couch By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. TO A WATERFOWL. Whither, 'midst falling dew, While glow...pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Alight mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure...