 | William Cullen Bryant - 1847 - 520 oldal
...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, since...first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep—the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest—and what if thou withdraw Unheeded... | |
 | Salem Town - 1847 - 420 oldal
...the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wmgs Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce ; Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls... | |
 | Salem Town - 1848 - 300 oldal
...the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the...first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep—"the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest; and what if thou shalt fall... | |
 | 1848 - 272 oldal
...infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death Through the still lapse of ages — all that tread The globe are but a handful to the...in its bosom — take the wings Of morning, and the Barean desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hear no sounds... | |
 | 1848 - 272 oldal
...pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hear no sounds Save its own dashings ; yet the dead are there. And millions...first The flight of years began have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone ; So shalt thou rest — and what if thou shalt... | |
 | 1848 - 276 oldal
...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, since...first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep—the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest—and what if thou shalt fall... | |
 | William Russell - 1849 - 320 oldal
...the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the...first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep : — the dead reign there alone." HI. — Reverence, and Adoration.1 1. — [FROM... | |
 | William Russell - 1849 - 310 oldal
...the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the...first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep : — the dead reign there alone." m. — Reverence, and Adoration.i 1. — [FROM... | |
 | 1849 - 472 oldal
...the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the...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... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1847 - 390 oldal
...lapse of ages. All that tread s ty~^ cvv S The globe are but a handful to the tribes ' c " ? J1 ^ C. That slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning...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... | |
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All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom... 
