Rock-ribbed, and ancient as the sun, the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods — rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy... The Book of Poetry - Page 152edited by - 1844 - 264 pagesFull view - About this book
| Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - English literature - 1824 - 408 pages
...The venerable woods — rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green — and, poured round all, Old ocean's grey...solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man." We now come to the prose writers. We shall speak merely of a few of those who have contributed to general... | |
| American poetry - 1822 - 298 pages
...The venerable woods — rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green — and, poured round all, Old Ocean's grey...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... | |
| 1822 - 758 pages
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| John Pierpont - Recitations - 1823 - 492 pages
...majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations...The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, , Are ginning on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but... | |
| Books - 1824 - 408 pages
...brooks Thai make ihe meadows green — and, poured round all, Old ocean's grey and melancholy wasle, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man." We now come to the prose writers. We shall speak merely of a few of those who have contributed to general... | |
| Literature - 1825 - 426 pages
...rivers that move Tn majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and poured round Old ocean's grey and melancholy waste, — Are but...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. So -l..ni thou... | |
| Literature - 1825 - 412 pages
...rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and poured roui all, Old ocean's grey and melancholy waste, — Are...heaven. Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through tile still lapse of ages. AU that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its... | |
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