 | William Cullen Bryant - 1843 - 294 páginas
...sun,—the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between ; The venerable woods—rivers that move la majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 280 páginas
...— rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, pour'd round all Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, —...slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 páginas
...brooks That make the meadows green; and, pour'd round Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste,— [all, Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb...slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears... | |
 | Hugh Murray - 1844 - 392 páginas
...woods— rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, pour'd round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste,...a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Still we prefer the lines "To the Past," -which are at once lofty, tender, and pleasing. Thou unrelenting... | |
 | 1843 - 434 páginas
...; and the complaining brooks, That make the meadow green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's grey and melancholy waste — Are but the solemn decorations...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 Oregon, and... | |
 | 1867 - 796 páginas
...all Of the great toriib of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite hosts of heaven, Arc shining on the sad abodes of death Through the still...That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, —and the Barean desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods, Where rolls ihe Oregon —... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 páginas
...his share, and treads upon. The oak Shall send his roots abroad, and pierce thy mould. Yet not to thy eternal resting-place Shalt thou retire alone ; nor...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 Oregon, and... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - 1845 - 374 páginas
...dreams." 2. (Solemnity and Sublimity, combined with Tranquillity.) " Yet not to thy eternal resting place Shalt thou retire alone, nor couldst thou wish Couch...slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning, — and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - 1845 - 424 páginas
...Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world, — with kings, 9* The powerful of the earth, — the wise, the good,...slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning, — and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and... | |
 | Salem Town - 1845 - 296 páginas
...The venerable woods; rivers that move In majesty; and the complaining brooks, That make the meadow green; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and...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 Oregon, and... | |
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The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun, — the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods — rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and poured round all, Old ocean's gray and... 
