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" Take the wings Of morning, pierce the Barcan wilderness, 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... "
The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation ... - Страница 256
по John Pierpont - 1835 - 480 страници
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Specimens of the American Poets

1822 - 298 страници
...Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound Save his -own dashings — yet, the dead are there,...So shalt thou rest — and what if thou shalt fall Unnotic'd by the living — and no friend Take note of thy departure ! All that breathe Will share...

The Inquirer, Том 1

1822 - 764 страници
...desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous .woods Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet, the dead are there,...their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. So shall thou rest — and what if thou shall fall Unnotic'd by the living — and no friend Take note...

The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation

John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 страници
...the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound, 22 * 2S8 THE AMERICAN (Lew<ra 11T. Save his own dashings — yet — the dead are there,...last sleep — the dead reign there alone. — So shall thou rest — and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed by the living — and no friend Take note...

The United States Literary Gazette, Том 1

1825 - 426 страници
...but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. So -l..ni thou rest — and what if thou shall fall Unnoticed by the living — and no friend Take note of thy departure? All that breathe Will snare thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each...

English Grammar: With an Improved Syntax. Part I. Comprehending at One View ...

John March Putnam - 1828 - 200 страници
...as, A period having arrived wh' it fifty jearsheiice, &c. Where roils the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings,— yet the dead are there,...their last sleep ; the dead reign there alone. So ihalt thou rest — and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed by the living, and no friend Take note of...

Kettell, Samuel: Specimens of American Poetry...

1829 - 436 страници
...the Oregan, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings— yet— the dead are there, And millions hi those solitudes, since first The flight of years began,...— and no friend Take note of thy departure ? All thai breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care...

Sermons, Том 1

Cornelius Roosevelt Duffie - 1829 - 444 страници
...sleep." From their graves a small still voice seems to convey this prophetic caution to our hearts : " So shalt thou rest ; and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed...The gay will laugh When thou art gone. The solemn sons of care Plod on ; and each one, as before, will chase His fav'rite phantom. Yet all these shall...

The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and ..., Том 2

1829 - 516 страници
...thyself in the contiguous woods, Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound Save his own dashings— vet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes,...alone. So shalt thou rest ;— and what if thou shalt lull L'nnoticed by the living — and no friend Take note of thy departure?— all that breathe Will...

The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and ..., Том 2

1829 - 514 страници
...desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the contiguous woods, Where rolls the Oregnn, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there !...their last sleep— the dead reign there alone. So «halt thou rest;— aud what if thou shalt fell Unnoticed by the living— and no frieud Take note...

Specimens of American Poetry: With Critical and Biographical Notices ..., Том 3

Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 страници
...the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings—yet—the dead are there, And millions in those solitudes, since...of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep—the dead reign there alone.— So shalt thou rest—and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed by...




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