<!DOCTYPE HTML> <html> <head> <meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=US-ASCII"> <meta name="generator" content="ZealOS V1.08"> <style type="text/css"> body {background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cF0{color:#e3e3e3;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cF1{color:#4f84a6;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cF2{color:#73a255;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cF3{color:#297582;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cF4{color:#b34f4b;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cF5{color:#8a52c3;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cF6{color:#b7822f;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cF7{color:#444444;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cF8{color:#6d6d6d;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cF9{color:#94bfde;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cFA{color:#a1ce97;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cFB{color:#6db4be;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cFC{color:#e88e88;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cFD{color:#ca94e8;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cFE{color:#d4b475;background-color:#1f1f1f;} .cFF{color:#1f1f1f;background-color:#1f1f1f;} </style> </head> <body> <pre style="font-family:monospace;font-size:12pt"> <a name="l1"></a><span class=cF0>Will lead my steps aright. <a name="l2"></a>In the long way that I must tread alone, <a name="l3"></a>Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, <a name="l4"></a>He, who, from zone to zone, <a name="l5"></a> <a name="l6"></a>And shall not soon depart. <a name="l7"></a>Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, <a name="l8"></a>Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart <a name="l9"></a>Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven <a name="l10"></a> <a name="l11"></a>Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. <a name="l12"></a>And scream among thy fellows; reed shall bend <a name="l13"></a>Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, <a name="l14"></a>And soon that toil shall end, <a name="l15"></a> <a name="l16"></a>Though the dark night is near. <a name="l17"></a>Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, <a name="l18"></a>At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere: <a name="l19"></a>All day thy wings have fann'd <a name="l20"></a> <a name="l21"></a>Lone wandering, but not lost. <a name="l22"></a>The desert and illimitable air,-- <a name="l23"></a>Teaches thy way along that pathless coast,-- <a name="l24"></a>There is a Power whose care <a name="l25"></a> <a name="l26"></a>On the chafed ocean side? <a name="l27"></a>Or where the rocking billows rise and sink <a name="l28"></a>Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, <a name="l29"></a>Seek'st thou the plashy brink <a name="l30"></a> <a name="l31"></a>Thy figure floats along. <a name="l32"></a>As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, <a name="l33"></a>Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, <a name="l34"></a>Vainly the fowler's eye <a name="l35"></a> <a name="l36"></a>Thy solitary way? <a name="l37"></a>Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue <a name="l38"></a>While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, <a name="l39"></a>Whither, 'midst falling dew, <a name="l40"></a> <a name="l41"></a>by William Cullen Bryant <a name="l42"></a>To a Waterfowl; </span></pre></body> </html>