 | Hugh Murray - 1844 - 392 strani
...heaven, •Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Still we prefer the lines "To the Past," -which are at once lofty, tender, and pleasing. Thou unrelenting... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 strani
...sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe, are but a handfull, to the tribes, That slumber in its bosom. Take the...woods, Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save its own dashings — yet — the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 390 strani
...Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe, are but a handful!, to Ihe Iribcs, Thai slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and...pierce, Or, lose thyself in the continuous woods, Where lolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save its own dashings — yet — the dead are there ; And millions... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 334 strani
...shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe, arc but a handful!, to the tribes, That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Bar can desert pierce, Or, lose thyself in the continuous woods, Where rolls the Oregon, and hears... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 396 strani
...but a Imnflfull, 10 the tribes. That slumber in its bosom. Take the wing* Of morning, and the Barcau desert pierce, Or, lose thyself in the continuous...woods, Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save its own dashing* — yet — the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since Grst The night... | |
 | William Russell - 1846 - 420 strani
...and unimpressive, on the other. Solemnity. Extract from the Thanatopsis. — Bryant. ' All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber...first The flight of years began, have laid them down To their last sleep : — the dead reign there alone. — So shalt thou rest ; — and what if thou... | |
 | George Vandenhoff - 1846 - 398 strani
...host of heav'n, Are shining as the sad abodes of death, Thro' the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber...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... | |
 | Travers Twiss - 1846 - 304 strani
...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... | |
 | George Vandenhoff - 1847 - 396 strani
...host of heav'n, Are shining as the sad abodes of death, Thro' the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber...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... | |
 | Salem Town - 1847 - 420 strani
...of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful 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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Old ocean's 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, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread... 
