 | 1837 - 446 頁
...boy ! — Proudly careering his course of joy, Firm, on his own mountain vigour relying, Breasting the dark storm, the red bolt defying ; His wing on...eagle's flight ever be thine, Onward, and upward, and true to the line. What is that, mother ? — The swan, my love !—- He is floating down from his... | |
 | Samuel Worcester - 1837 - 264 頁
...eagle, boy : Proudly careering his course of joy, Firm on his own mountain vigor relying, Breasting the dark storm, the red bolt defying ; His wing on...wind, and his eye on the sun, He swerves not a hair, hut bears onward, right on. Boy, may the eagle's flight ever be thine, Onward and upward, true to the... | |
 | 1839 - 428 頁
...eagle, boy.— Proudly careering his course of joy, Firm, in his own mountain vigour relying, Breasting the dark storm, the red bolt defying ; His wing on...and upward, true to the line. What is that, mother ?— He is floating down from his native grove ; The swan, my love.— He is floating down by himself... | |
 | 536 頁
...eagle, boy, Proudly careering his course of joy, Firm in his own mountain vigour relying. Breasting the dark storm, the red bolt defying; His wing on...his eye on the sun, He swerves not a hair, but bears on ward, right on. Boy, may the engle's flight ever be thine, Onward and upward, true to the line.... | |
 | 1840 - 494 頁
...The eagle, boy — Proudly careering his course of joy, Firm in his mountain vigor relying. Breasting the dark storm, the red bolt defying ; His wing on...Onward and upward, true to the line. What is that, mother1 The swan, my love — He is floating down from his nativo grove, No loved one now, no nestling... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 頁
...boy! — Proudly careering his course of joy ; Firm, on his own mountain vigour relying, Breasting the dark storm, the red bolt defying, His wing on...eagle's flight ever be thine, Onward, and upward, and true to the line. What is that, Mother? — The swan, my love! — He is floating down from his... | |
 | 1842 - 168 頁
...Finn in his own mountain vigour reiving, Breasting the storm, the red bolt defying: His wing on tlie wind, and his eye on the sun. He swerves not a hair,...and upward, true to the line. What is that, mother ? He is floating down from his native grove. No loved one now, no nestling nigh, He is floating down... | |
 | John Claudius Loudon - 1842 - 696 頁
...eagle : " ' Proudly careering his course of joy, Firm in his own mountain vigour relying, Breasting the dark storm, the red bolt defying, His wing on...He swerves not a hair, but bears onward right on. • rt Boys, may the eagle's flight ever be thine, Onward and upward, and true to the line ! ' " Although... | |
 | 1842 - 696 頁
...eagle: " ' Proudly careering his course of joy, Firm in his own mountain vigour relying, Breasting the dark storm, the red bolt defying, His wing on...He swerves not a hair, but bears onward right on. Boys, may the eagle's flight ever be thine, Onward and upward, and true to the line!' " Although gardeners... | |
 | Readings - 1843 - 466 頁
...mother?— Proudly careering his course of joy, Firm in his own mountain vigour relying, Breasting the dark storm, the red bolt defying; His wing on...ever be thine, Onward and upward, true to the line. The eagle, boy, The swan, my love.— He is floating down from his native grove, No loved one now,... | |
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What is that mother ? The eagle, boy ! Proudly careering his course of joy, Firm, on his own mountain vigour relying, Breasting the dark storm, the red bolt defying ; His wing on the wind, and his eye on the sun, He swerves not a hair, but bears onward,... 
