 | 1839 - 430 páginas
...All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce; Or lose...Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings; yet—the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began,... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 302 páginas
...All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce ; Or lose...there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 304 páginas
...All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce ; Or lose...there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.... | |
 | 1840 - 452 páginas
...All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce; Or lose...rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashing* ; yet — the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The night of years... | |
 | Association for the Improvement of Juvenile Books - 1841 - 250 páginas
...All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose...continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sounds, Save his own dashings, yet the dead are there, And millions in these solitudes, since first... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1840 - 292 páginas
...that tread The globe 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 woods Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound, THANATOPSIS. 33 Save his own dashings — yet — the dead are there ;... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1841 - 422 páginas
...a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan deserl pierce ; Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where...there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.... | |
 | Andrew Comstock - 1841 - 410 páginas
...hand,fulb | to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. | Take the wings Of morn'ing, | and the Barcon des,ert , pierce,, | Or lose thyself in the continuous...Where rolls the Or'egon, | and hears no sound, | Save Ais own dash,ings — | yet the dead are there, ; | And miirions in those solitudes, | since first... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 páginas
...slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings 'If 'linming. and the Barean desert pieree, Or lose thvsclf in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound •*»•,• his own dashings — yet the dead are there; And millions in those solitudes, since first... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1843 - 324 páginas
...host of heaven, The globe, are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose...there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.... | |
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Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the... 
