 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 pages
...solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. 7. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death,...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... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 388 pages
...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,...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... | |
 | George Musalas Colvocoresses - California - 1852 - 412 pages
...Vancouver. These are some of the incidents of life at Vancouver." CHAPTER XX. EARLY HISTORY OF OREGON. " Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce,...Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings." NORTHWESTERN AMERICA is divided from the other portions of the Continent, by the Rocky Mountains, which... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - American periodicals - 1852 - 610 pages
...great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on Ihe sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages....are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its Ыымп. Take the wings Of morning, and the Marcan desert pierce, ° Or lose thyself in the continuous... | |
 | Samuel Henry Dickson - Cognition - 1852 - 356 pages
...itself, in its whole habitable surface, is little else than the mighty sepulchre of the past ; and " All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the winga Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls... | |
 | Periodicals - 1852 - 652 pages
...when this old cap was new,' sang thus to the deep music of his own solemn harp : 'Тик« the wing« Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose...the continuous woods. Where rolls the Oregon, and bears-no sound бате his own daahings.' Well, supposing you should take the wings of the morning... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1852 - 588 pages
...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. AH thai Iread The glol>c, arc bul a handful lo Ihe tribes That slumber in its bosom. — Take Ihe wings... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Floods - 1966 - 272 pages
...is in each of the State's main physical subdivisions. 14 RIVER BASINS OF OREGON COLUMBIA RIVER * * * the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings * * * — William Cullen Bryant When the young poet composed the sonorous lines of "Thanatopsis" in... | |
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All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom... 
