 Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all 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...  The Poets of America: With Occasional Notes - Strona 140autor: George Barrell Cheever - 1847 - Liczba stron: 405Pełny widok - Informacje o książce
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - Liczba stron: 388
...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... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1853 - Liczba stron: 328
...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 : and that it is therefore absurd to bewail the adding of a unit to the untold millions gone before.... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - Liczba stron: 380
...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. 8. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods... | |
 | James Dunwoody Brownson De Bow - 1853 - Liczba stron: 616
...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... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - Liczba stron: 610
...but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its Ыымп. Take the wings Of morning, and the Marcan % U D6# = ꎨO~ { qHWw- g sZ _ e +7m o 1 Oregan, and hears no sound Save his own dashings ; yet the dead are there, And millions in those solitudes,... | |
 | Fort Hill Cemetery Association - 1853 - Liczba stron: 146
...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... | |
 | Elizabeth Nicholson - 1853 - Liczba stron: 412
...of death Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribe, That slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning...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 - 1853 - Liczba stron: 264
...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... | |
 | 1853 - Liczba stron: 704
...be insensible to the compliment paid us in a western journal, by a correspondent who writes, from ' WHERE rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings:' as thus : ' I had the honor of introducing a new ' specimen ' to the country, in the shape of the '... | |
 | Henry Harbaugh - 1853 - Liczba stron: 410
...there would have died in all twentyeight thousands of millions. Truly, " All that tread The globe, are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." Considering that one-half of the race die in infancy, we have the number of fourteen thousands of millions... | |
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