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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... "
The American Speaker: Containing Numerous Rules, Observations, and Exercises ... - Stran 382
avtor: John Frost - 1855 - 444 strani
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The Heavenly Home: Or, the Employments and Enjoyments of the Saints in Heaven

Henry Harbaugh - 1853 - 410 strani
...the present, there would have died in all twentyeight thousands of millions. Truly, " All that tread The globe, are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." Considering that one-half of the race die in infancy, we have the number of fourteen thousands of millions...
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Columbia River Power for the People: A History of Policies of the Bonneville ...

1981 - 360 strani
...Oregon was popularized by the American poet William Cullen Bryant in 1817 in his poem "Thanatopsis:" "Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save its own dashings." Popular references to the Oregon country led in 1848 to designation of the Pacific...
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Geological Survey Water-supply Paper, Izdaje 1648–1649

1966 - 272 strani
...is in each of the State's main physical subdivisions. 14 RIVER BASINS OF OREGON COLUMBIA RIVER * * * the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings * * * — William Cullen Bryant When the young poet composed the sonorous lines of "Thanatopsis" in...
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Ugarit in Retrospect: Fifty Years of Ugarit and Ugaritic

Gordon Douglas Young - 1981 - 268 strani
...mighty mountain which God//Yahweh coveted for his MThe realization that the millions who tread the earth are but a handful to the tribes that slumber in its bosom is quite ancient. Ishtar, both in the Gilgamesh Epic and in the Descent to the Netherworld, threatened...
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Essays and Reviews

Edgar Allan Poe, Gary Richard Thompson - 1984 - 1572 strani
...sky and list — is sadly out of place amid the forcible and even Miltonic rhythm of such lines as " }v9} Oregan. But these arc trivial faults indeed, and the poem embodies a great degree of the most elevated...
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Early Oregon Days

Edwin D. Culp - 1987 - 204 strani
...once called "the Oregon.' This is the river which Bryant mentions in his immortal poem, Thanatopsis: Or lose thyself in the continuous woods, Where rolls...Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there. The navigable rivers of Oregon were the roadways for the early explorers of the West. If the magnitude...
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Light From Many Lamps

Lillian Watson - 1988 - 356 strani
...to earth again." He said the words aloud and was fascinated by the sound they made. "All that tread the globe are but a handful to the tribes that slumber in its bosom." By the time he reached the house, bitterness and disappointment were forgotten. Doubts and fears about...
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The River of the Mother of God: and other Essays by Aldo Leopold

Aldo Leopold - 1992 - 400 strani
...what the sixth shall say about us? If we are logically anthropomorphic, yes. We and ... all that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning; pierce the Barcan wilderness Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears...
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Indian Names on Wisconsin's Map

Virgil J. Vogel - 1991 - 348 strani
...called it "Oregon or Columbia." In 1817 William Cullen Bryant's poem "Thanatopsis" contained the lines "or lose thyself in the continuous woods / where rolls the Oregon and hears no sound." John Wyeth (1832) wrote of the "Oregon river whence the territory takes its name."16 The name Oregon...
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Best Remembered Poems

Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 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 wings Of morning, pierce the Barcan wilderness, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon and hears...
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