 | 1852 - 620 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 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 those solitudes,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 388 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, Save his own dashings—yet—the dead are there : And millions in those... | |
 | Periodicals - 1852 - 628 pages
...new,' sang thus to the deep music of hie own solemn harp : ' TÍKE the wings Of morning, and the Borcun desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods, Where rolls the Oregon, and hear» no sound Save his own doshinga.' Well, supposing you should take the wings of the morning and... | |
 | James Dunwoody Brownson De Bow - Commercial products - 1853 - 616 pages
...it has ceased to be an adventure of romance, as when Irving wrote his " Astoria," to visit the spot where " Rolls the Oregon, And hears no sound save his own dashings ;" and the invitation of Humphreys is divested of all it* poetry : -" Together let na rise ; ~ Augctllcl... | |
 | American literature - 1853 - 442 pages
...that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribe. 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 rnign there alone. — So shalt thou rest — and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed by the living —... | |
 | Fort Hill Cemetery Association - Auburn (N.Y.) - 1853 - 146 pages
...The globe are but a handful tn the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings THE DEDICATION. Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce ; Or lose...; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flightof years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. So shalt... | |
 | College students' writings, American - 1853 - 380 pages
...it not. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. * * * * And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight...years began, have laid them down In their last sleep. How different is this old forest from the smooth woods, so trim and cleared, where picnics are held,... | |
 | Elizabeth Nicholson - Literature - 1853 - 412 pages
...that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribe, That slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning — and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose...in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and b,ears no sound, Save his own dashings — yet — the DEAD are there, And millions, in those solitudes,... | |
 | Joseph Warren Fabens - Voyages and travels - 1853 - 264 pages
...faint roar of a mighty ocean breaking on his ear, as he strays wonderingly downward towards the west, " in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings " — -words still poetic, and descriptive of what was once the fact, — or the weary and heart-sick... | |
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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... 
