 | Andrew Comstock - Elocution - 1841 - 410 pages
...hand,fulb | to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. | Take the wings Of morn'ing, | and the Barcon des,ert , pierce,, | Or lose thyself in the continuous...Where rolls the Or'egon, | and hears no sound, | Save Ais own dash,ings — | yet the dead are there, ; | And miirions in those solitudes, | since first... | |
 | 1877 - 506 pages
...All that tread The globe are hut a handful, to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." "Millions .... since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sloop : the dead reign there alone." But the improbability of man's life after death appears greater... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1842 - 638 pages
...slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings 'If 'linming. and the Barean desert pieree, Or lose thvsclf in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound •*»•,• his own dashings — yet the dead are there; And millions in those solitudes, since first... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1843 - 278 pages
...Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound THANATOPSIS. 15 Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ;...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1843 - 558 pages
...that tread The globe, are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose...rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own clashings — yet the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1843 - 280 pages
...that tread The globe, are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose...continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound THANATOTSIS. 15 Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1843 - 294 pages
...globe are but a handful 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 Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound. THANATOPSIS. Save his own (lashings—yet—the dead are there : And millions... | |
 | Edinburgh (Scotland) - 1843 - 434 pages
...All that tread The globe, are but a handful 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 hia own dashlngs ; yet — tho dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight... | |
 | 1860
...has trodden the crowded streets of the Chinese city, and trembled with a nameless awe — ..... " iu the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings." He has mused over the ruins of the ancient world ; temples, palaces, theatres, hippodromes, he has... | |
 | John Goldsbury, William Russell - Elocution - 1844 - 440 pages
...of heaven, 40 Are shining on the sad abodes of death, 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 thire, And MILLIONS in those solitudes, since first ' 5 The flight of years \ began, have laid... | |
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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... 
