 | Andrew Comstock - Elocution - 1855 - 444 pages
...Barcan des>eri ( pierce,, | Or lose thyself in the continuous woods1 Where rolls the Or'egon, | ana! hears no sound, | Save his own dash,ings — | yet the dead are there( ; '• And milTions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, | have laid them down In their... | |
 | Robert H. Ruby, John A. Brown - Social Science - 1976 - 400 pages
...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. William Cullen Bryant, Thanatopsh I T WAS THE practice of mariners entering the Columbia River to sometimes... | |
 | Jane Donahue Eberwein - Poetry - 1978 - 398 pages
...morning, pierce the Barcan wilderness,2 Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon,3 and hears no sound, Save his own dashings — yet...there: And millions in those solitudes, since first M The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.... | |
 | Lewis Turco - American poetry - 1986 - 198 pages
...tribes That slumber in its bosom. Mother Nature seems distinctly unmatronly among such lines: ". . . the dead are there: / And millions in those solitudes,...their last sleep — the dead reign there alone, / So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw / In silence from the living, and no friend / Take note... | |
 | Lillian Watson - Body, Mind & Spirit - 1988 - 356 pages
...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...their last sleep— the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no friend Take note of thy... | |
 | Aldo Leopold - Nature - 1992 - 400 pages
...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...years began, have laid them down In their last sleep. And so, in time, shall we. And if there be, indeed, a special nobility inherent in the human race —... | |
 | Martin Gardner - Poetry - 1992 - 226 pages
...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...their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. So shall thou rest: and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no friend Take note of thy... | |
 | Sacvan Bercovitch, Cyrus R. K. Patell - Literary Criticism - 1997 - 846 pages
...offers philosophical consolation in the face of death, the promise of brotherhood with the millions who "since first / The flight of years began, have laid them down / In their last sleep." The voice speaks in blank verse, without the "restraint . . . [of] rhyme," and is conversational and prosaic,... | |
 | Jay Parini - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 788 pages
...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,...of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep—the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw In silence from the... | |
 | Various - Poetry - 1996 - 496 pages
...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: 55 And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their... | |
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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 began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the... 
