 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...  Illustrated History of Lane County, Oregon - Stran 83avtor: Albert G. Walling - 1884 - 508 straniCelotni ogled - O knjigi
 | John B. Horner - 1809 - 142 strani
...LITT. D., Professor of Rhetoric and English Literature in, the State Agricultural College of Oregon. Take the wings Of morning, pierce the Barcan -wilderness,...thyself in the continuous -woods Where rolls the Oregon .... BRYANT : T/ianatopsis. COBVALLIS : MDCCCXC1.X COPYRIGHT 1899 BY JB HORNER. STATESMAN Joe PRlNT,... | |
 | 1834 - 402 strani
...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...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,... | |
 | 1834 - 406 strani
...bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barean desert pieree ; Or lose thyself in the eontinuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings ; jet — the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, sinee first The flight of years began,... | |
 | 1836 - 362 strani
...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 Oregon, and hears no sound Save his owndashings; yet — the dead are there; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of... | |
 | Frederic Henry Hedge - 1836 - 42 strani
...American treeThe Rocky mountains deliver up their furs to our hardy huntsmen. From Baffin's bay "To the continuous woods, Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings." wherever a new path of gain is opened, or to be opened, we are there with our capital, our enterprise,... | |
 | Ephraim Banks - 1838 - 436 strani
...intellect unclouded by the sophisms of ages. From its borders, kissed by the waves of the Atlantic, to "The continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashing ;" from the inland oceans of the north, to the sparkling surface of the tropical sea,rippled... | |
 | Louisa Caroline Tuthill - 1839 - 482 strani
...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...Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings ; yet — the dead are there, Anil millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began,... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 304 strani
...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...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 strani
...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...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,... | |
 | 1840 - 452 strani
...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 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... | |
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