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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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Student and Family Miscellany, Volumes 3-4

Education - 1851
...live are few compared with those who are dead. See how different it sounds in the words of Bryant : " All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." 2. The ground was covered with snow. (Wrapped, mantle.) 3. In spring the leaves cover the trees with...
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Analysis of the English Language: With a Complete Classification of ...

Stephen Watkins Clark - English language - 1851 - 168 pages
...Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. All that tread The globe, are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. All that breathe Will share thy destiny. As the long train Of ages glide away, the sons of men, The...
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The North British review

1852
...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 Oregan, and hears...
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National Series of Selections for Reading; Adapted to the Standing ..., Volume 4

Richard Green Parker - 1852
...great tomb of man. 7. 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....a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. 8. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods...
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The Evening Book: Or, Fireside Talk on Morals and Manners, with Sketches of ...

Caroline Matilda Kirkland - Courtesy - 1853 - 312 pages
...Philosophy may teach that 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....a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom : and that it is therefore absurd to bewail the adding of a unit to the untold millions gone before....
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 27

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - American periodicals - 1852
...great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on Ihe sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages....are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its Ыымп. Take the wings Of morning, and the Marcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous...
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Poems: Collected and Arranged by the Author, Complete in One Volume

William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 378 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....are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom.—Take the wings Of morning—and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous...
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Essays on Life, Sleep, Pain, Etc

Samuel Henry Dickson - Physiology - 1852 - 301 pages
...itself, in its whole habitable surface, is little else than the mighty sepulchre of the past ; and " All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the winga Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls...
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Poets of England and America: Being Selections from the Best Authors of Both ...

Poets, American - 1853 - 472 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 Wheat-Sheaf: a Suggestive Reader. [A Collection of Extracts in Prose and ...

Elizabeth Nicholson - Literature - 1853 - 396 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....All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribe, That slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning — and the Barcan desert pierce, Or...
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