 | John Goldsbury, William Russell - Elocution - 1844 - 444 pages
...triad The globe II are but a HANDFUL II to the tribes ' That slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning, — and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself | in the continuous woods II Where rolls the "Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings, — yet — the DEAD II are... | |
 | Freemasonry - 1844 - 452 pages
...country, and with the force of some long pent-up river, it is flowing from the Atlantic coast, to ' The continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashing.' But the greater its prosperity the greater is the necessity of watchful care, of conforming... | |
 | American literature - 1867 - 796 pages
...morning, —and the Barean desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods, Where rolls ihe Oregon — and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead ae there." The reason why Mr. Bryant has never surpassed, and seldom equalled this effort of his youth,... | |
 | John Goldsbury, William Russell - Elocution - 1844 - 444 pages
...Save his owa dashings,—yet—the DEAD II are there, And MILLIONS in those solitudes, since first ' 5 The flight of years \ began, have laid them down ' In their last sleep,—the dead [ reign there ' alone.— So shalt TH6u rest;—and what if thou shalt fall | Unheeded... | |
 | Thomas Wright (of Borthwick, Scotland.) - Christian ethics - 1844 - 572 pages
...but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the B:irciin desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound / Save his own dashings ; yet the dead are there, And millions in these... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1845 - 538 pages
...that tread The globe, arc but a»handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose...have laid them down In their last sleep— the dead there reign alone. So shalt thou rest, — and what if thou withdraw Unheeded by the living — and... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Anatomy - 1845 - 330 pages
...that tread The globe, are but a handfull, to the tribes, That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or, lose...woods, Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save its own dashings — yet — the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 334 pages
...but a handful!, to the tribes, That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Bar can desert pierce, Or, lose thyself in the continuous...woods, Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save its own dashings— yet— the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 396 pages
...but a Imnflfull, 10 the tribes. That slumber in its bosom. Take the wing* Of morning, and the Barcau desert pierce, Or, lose thyself in the continuous...woods, Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save its own dashing* — yet — the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since Grst The night... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 390 pages
...that tread The globe, are but a handful!, to Ihe Iribcs, Thai slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or, lose thyself in the continuous woods, Where lolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save its own dashings — yet — the dead are there ; And millions... | |
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Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the... 
