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+Will lead my steps aright.
+In the long way that I must tread alone,
+Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight,
+He, who, from zone to zone,
+
+And shall not soon depart.
+Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given,
+Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart
+Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven
+
+Soon o'er thy sheltered nest.
+And scream among thy fellows; reed shall bend
+Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest,
+And soon that toil shall end,
+
+Though the dark night is near.
+Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land,
+At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere:
+All day thy wings have fann'd
+
+Lone wandering, but not lost.
+The desert and illimitable air,--
+Teaches thy way along that pathless coast,--
+There is a Power whose care
+
+On the chafed ocean side?
+Or where the rocking billows rise and sink
+Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide,
+Seek'st thou the plashy brink
+
+Thy figure floats along.
+As, darkly painted on the crimson sky,
+Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong,
+Vainly the fowler's eye
+
+Thy solitary way?
+Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue
+While glow the heavens with the last steps of day,
+Whither, 'midst falling dew,
+
+by William Cullen Bryant
+To a Waterfowl;