 | American poetry - 1822 - 298 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, And...and no friend Take note of thy departure ! All that breathe Will share thy destiny : the gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod... | |
 | 1822 - 758 pages
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 | John Pierpont - Recitations - 1823 - 492 pages
...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, And...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... | |
 | Literature - 1825 - 426 pages
...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... | |
 | English letters - 1826 - 438 pages
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 | John March Putnam - Textbooks - 1828 - 200 pages
...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, And millions...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... | |
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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... 
