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...heavens with the last steps of day, Far, 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 evening sky Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river...

...heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, 't_ As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Laton 115.] FIRST CLASS BOOK. I...

...heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths, dost thon pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight...along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or maze of river wide, Or where Hie rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side ? There is...