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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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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1855 - 622 pages
...the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ases. All that tread The globe, are but a handful to the...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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The American Speaker: Containing Numerous Rules, Observations, and Exercises ...

John Frost - Elocution - 1855 - 444 pages
...of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that trea£ The globe 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 woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears...
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Columbia River Power for the People: A History of Policies of the Bonneville ...

Gus Norwood - Columbia River - 1981 - 338 pages
...Oregon was popularized by the American poet William Cullen Bryant in 1817 in his poem "Thanatopsis:" "Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls...Oregon, and hears no sound Save its own dashings." Popular references to the Oregon country led in 1848 to designation of the Pacific Northwest as The...
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Light From Many Lamps

Lillian Watson - Body, Mind & Spirit - 1988 - 352 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, pierce the Barcan wilderness, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears...
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The River of the Mother of God: and other Essays by Aldo Leopold

Aldo Leopold - Nature - 1992 - 400 pages
...to consider what the sixth shall say about us? If we are logically anthropomorphic, yes. We and ... all that tread The globe are but a handful to the...That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning; pierce the Barcan wilderness Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears...
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Best Remembered Poems

Martin Gardner - Poetry - 1992 - 210 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, pierce the Barcan wilderness, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon and hears...
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Personal Recollections and Observations of General Nelson A. Miles ..., Volume 2

Nelson A. Miles - Social Science - 1992 - 591 pages
...Columbia, which once bore the name of Oregon, that Bryant refers in his poem "Thanatopsis" when he says: " Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls...Save its own dashings — yet the dead are there." After passing the bar and entering the river one is reminded of the lower SCENE ON THE COLUMBIA RIVER....
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The Columbia Dictionary of Quotations

Robert Andrews - Reference - 1993 - 1092 pages
...pompous in the grave. SIR THOMAS BROWNE (1605-82). English doctor, author. Urn Burial, ch. 5(1658). 6 ined. bk. 4. 1 1 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT (1 794-1878). US poet, editor. Г/ijnjiopsís, in North American Review (Cedar...
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The Columbia Anthology of American Poetry

Jay Parini, Axinn Professor of English Jay Parini - Poetry - 1995 - 757 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, pierce the Barcan wilderness, Or lose thyself in the continuous...
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The New England Historical and Genealogical Register,: Volume 33 1879

New England Historic Genealogical Society Staff - 1995 - 468 pages
...them and receive instruction, rebuild those walls, and exterminate the nettles and the thorns ! If, " All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom," then the simple rule of « the majority " would demand that the homes of the dead be made beautiful...
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