I shall arrive! what time, what circuit first,
I ask not: but unless God send his hail
Or blinding fireballs, sleet or stifling snow,
In some time, his good time, I shall arrive:
He guides me and the bird. In his good time!
R. Browning (Paracelsus).
Referring to Bryant’s poem, “To a Waterfowl”:—
He who from zone to zone
Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight,
In the long way that I must tread alone,