| Truman Rickard, Hiram Orcutt - 1850 - 130 strani
...melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, 45 The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are...the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings 50 Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the... | |
| George Burgess - 1850 - 340 strani
...population in all the past ; and the mind will grasp the superior number of the dead beyond the living. "All that tread The globe, are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." The surface of the earth, so far as it is dry land, is estimated at nearly forty millions of square... | |
| George Burgess - 1850 - 362 strani
...population in all the past ; and the mind will grasp the superior number of the dead beyond the living. " All that tread The globe, are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." The surface of the earth, so far as it is dry land, is estimated at nearly forty millions of square... | |
| George Burgess - 1850 - 348 strani
...population in all the past; and the mind will grasp the superior number of the dead beyond the living. " All that tread The globe, are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." The surface of the earth, so far as it is dry land, is estimated at nearly forty millions of square... | |
| William Harvey Wells - 1850 - 228 strani
...splendid light, wot to render the preponderating deep green more solemn." — Dwight. " The golden snn, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death." RULE 4. — When a sentence or clause is used as the nominative to a preceding or following verb, it... | |
| Henry Bartlett Maglathlin - 1851 - 328 strani
...and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man ! The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven,...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 dashings —... | |
| Salem Town - 1851 - 422 strani
...and melancholy waste Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. 6. ^, The golden The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are...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 dashings... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1851 - 380 strani
...gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven,...a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. -J-Take the wings Of morning — and the Barcan desert pierce, • Or lose thyself in the continuous... | |
| 1851 - 412 strani
...live are few compared with those who are dead. See how different it sounds in the words of Bryant : " All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." 2. The ground was covered with snow. (Wrapped, mantle.) 3. In spring the leaves cover the trees with... | |
| Stephen Watkins Clark - 1851 - 204 strani
...Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. All that tread The globe, are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. All that breathe Will share thy destiny. As the long train Of ages glide away, the sons of men, The... | |
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