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" In 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 all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven,... "
A Compendium of English Literature: Chronologically Arranged, from Sir John ... - Page 380
by Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 776 pages
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Annual Meeting: Proceedings, Constitution, List of Active Members, and Addresses

American Institute of Instruction - 1838
...immediately suggest that beautiful idea of him who stands at the head of the list of our native bards ; " All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." TEACHING OP COMPOSITION IN SCHOOLS. The facility with which the pupil, after a little practice, with...
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Annual Meeting of the American Institute of Instruction, Volume 8

American Institute of Instruction - Education - 1838
...immediately suggest that beautiful idea of him who stands at the head of the list of our native bards ; " All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." The facility with which the pupil, after a little practice, with the aidjof models and suggestions...
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The Young Lady's Reader

Louisa Caroline Tuthill - English language - 1839 - 458 pages
...great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages....That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce ; Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and...
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The Remembrancer, Or, Fragments for Leisure Hours

Children's poetry - 1841 - 216 pages
...great tomb of man. The golden sun. The planets, all the infinite host of heaven Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages....That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears...
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Poems

William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1840 - 276 pages
...great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages....slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning — and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregan, and...
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The Poets of America, Volume 1

John Keese - American poetry - 1840 - 284 pages
...man. The golden sun, THANATOPSIS. 77 The planets, all the infinite host of heaven* Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages....That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce ; Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and...
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Progressive Exercises in English Composition

Richard Green Parker - English language - 1840 - 108 pages
...handful, and slumber, immediately suggest a figurative expression like that beautiful one of Bryant, " All that tread " The globe are but a handful to the tribes " That slumber in its bosom." The facility with which the pupil, after a little practice, with the aid of models and suggestions...
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The American Common-place Book of Poetry: With Occasional Notes

George Barrell Cheever - American poetry - 1841 - 405 pages
...planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the slill lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a...That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan deserl pierce ; Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and...
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The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1842 - 468 pages
...great tomb of man. The golden sun, T.ie planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages....tribes That slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings 'If 'linming. and the Barean desert pieree, Or lose thvsclf in the continuous woods Where rolls the...
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Readings in American Poetry

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1843 - 264 pages
...great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages....slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears...
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