Search Images Maps Play YouTube News Gmail Drive More »
Sign in
Books Books
" All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom... "
Wilson's Book of Recitations and Dialogues: With Instructions in Elocution ... - Page 49
by Floyd Baker Wilson - 1869 - 188 pages
Full view - About this book

The Merchants' Magazine and Commercial Review, Volume 25

Commerce - 1851
...language, various in lineage, extends from " the rising of the sun to the going down thereof" — to / "The continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings." It is washed by two Oceans ; she views from afar the hordes nnd tribes of Asia, "thebiith land of the...
Full view - About this book

The North British review

1852
...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 those solitudes,...
Full view - About this book

The Evening Book: Or, Fireside Talk on Morals and Manners, with Sketches of ...

Caroline Matilda Kirkland - Courtesy - 1853 - 312 pages
...of those who survive. Philosophy may teach that 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 : and that it is therefore absurd to bewail the adding of a unit to the untold millions gone before....
Full view - About this book

National Series of Selections for Reading; Adapted to the Standing ..., Volume 4

Richard Green Parker - 1852
...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...
Full view - About this book

Poems: Collected and Arranged by the Author, Complete in One Volume

William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 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,...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...
Full view - About this book

Four Years in a Government Exploring Expedition: To the Island of Madeira ...

George Musalas Colvocoresses - California - 1852 - 371 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...
Full view - About this book

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 27

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - American periodicals - 1852
...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...
Full view - About this book

Essays on Life, Sleep, Pain, Etc

Samuel Henry Dickson - Electronic books - 1852 - 301 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...
Full view - About this book

The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, Volume 39

Periodicals - 1852
...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...
Full view - About this book

The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1852 - 550 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...
Full view - About this book




  1. My library
  2. Help
  3. Advanced Book Search
  4. Download EPUB
  5. Download PDF