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Wilson's Book of Recitations and Dialogues: With Instructions in Elocution ... - Page 49
by Floyd Baker Wilson - 1869 - 188 pages
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The Oregon Territory, Its History and Discovery: Including an Account of the ...

Travers Twiss - Great Britain - 1846 - 264 pages
...Mr. Washington Irving has pronounced to be amongst the most distinguished of American poets : — " Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce,...Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings." If we adopt the more extensive use of the term Oregon territory, as applied to the entire country intermediate...
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The Art of Elocution: Or, Logical and Musical Reading and Declamation. With ...

George Vandenhoff - Elocution - 1847 - 383 pages
...golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heav'n, Are shining as the sad abodes of death, Thro' the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe...woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save of his own dashings ; yet — the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The...
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The Fourth Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed for the ...

Salem Town - Elocution - 1847 - 408 pages
...decorations all Of the great tomb of man. 32 5. 'The golden sun. The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death,...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...
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Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1847 - 376 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...
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The Poets of America: With Occasional Notes

George Barrell Cheever - American poetry - 1847 - 405 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. All that tread The giohe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the...
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A Grammar of the English Language: For the Use of Schools

William Harvey Wells - English language - 1847 - 214 pages
...counsels to nought." — Bancroft. " Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God." — Coleridge. " Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings." — Bryant. " The oak Shall send his roots abroad and pierce thy mould." — Ibid. " A nd see where...
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Beauties of Sacred Literature: Illustrated by Eight Steel Engravings

Bible stories, English - 1848 - 220 pages
...solemn declarations 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...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...
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Gems of Poetry, from Forty-eight American Poets: Embracing the Most Popular ...

American poetry - 1848 - 252 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...
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The Metropolitan, Volume 56

English literature - 1849
...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,...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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Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1847 - 378 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. All that tread s ty~^ cvv S The globe are but a handful to the tribes ' c " ? J1 ^ C. That slumber in its bosom. —...
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