 | 1848 - 272 páginas
...green; and, poured round all Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste — Are but the solemn declarations all Of the great tomb of man ! The golden sun, The...slumber 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... | |
 | William Russell - 1849 - 320 páginas
...combined with Tranquillity. [FROM THE THANATOPSIS.] — Bryant. " 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... | |
 | William Russell - 1849 - 310 páginas
...combined with Tranquillity. [FROM THE THANATOPSIS.] — Bryant. " 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... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1849 - 384 páginas
...ancient as the sun,—the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods—rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That...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... | |
 | 1849 - 472 páginas
...That make the meadows green ; and poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are bnt the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man....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... | |
 | 1850 - 264 páginas
...wish Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one...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... | |
 | Truman Rickard, Hiram Orcutt - 1850 - 130 páginas
...melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, 45 The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are...the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings 50 Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1851 - 380 páginas
...again, And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, shalt thou go To mix for ever with the elements, To be a brother to the insensible...a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. -J-Take the wings Of morning — and the Barcan desert pierce, • Or lose thyself in the continuous... | |
 | Henry Bartlett Maglathlin - 1851 - 328 páginas
...that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks, That make the meadows green; and, poured round al Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but...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 hears... | |
 | Salem Town - 1851 - 422 páginas
...and melancholy waste Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. 6. ^, The golden The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are...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... 
