Take the wings 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 — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years... Poems - Page 33by William Cullen Bryant - 1840 - 276 pagesFull view - About this book
| American poetry - 1822 - 298 pages
...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,...there alone. 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... | |
| 1822 - 764 pages
...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... | |
| John Pierpont - Recitations - 1823 - 492 pages
...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... | |
| English letters - 1826 - 438 pages
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| John March Putnam - Textbooks - 1828 - 200 pages
...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... | |
| 1829 - 642 pages
...thyself in the contiguous woods, Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound Save his own dash ings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes,...there alone. So shalt thou rest; — and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed by the living — and no friend Take note of thy departure?— all that breathe... | |
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