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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... "
Readings in American Poetry - Trang 15
bởi Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 264 trang
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Specimens of the American Poets

1822 - 298 trang
...Barcan 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,...have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest — and what if thou shalt fall Unnotic'd by the living — and...

The Inquirer, Tập 1

1822 - 764 trang
...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,...have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. So shall thou rest — and what if thou shall fall Unnotic'd by the living — and...

The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation

John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 trang
...the 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,...have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. — So shall thou rest — and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed by the living —...

English Grammar: With an Improved Syntax. Part I. Comprehending at One View ...

John March Putnam - 1828 - 200 trang
...as, A 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,...have laid them down In their last sleep ; the dead reign there alone. So ihalt thou rest — and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed by the living, and...

The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and ..., Tập 2

1829 - 514 trang
...desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the contiguous woods, Where rolls the Oregnn, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there !...have laid them down In their last sleep— the dead reign there alone. So «halt thou rest;— aud what if thou shalt fell Unnoticed by the living— and...

The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and ..., Tập 2

1829 - 642 trang
...thyself in the contiguous woods, Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound Save his own dash ings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes,...have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest; — and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed by the living —...

The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and ..., Tập 2

1829 - 516 trang
...thyself in the contiguous woods, Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound Save his own dashings— vet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes,...have laid them down In their last sleep— the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest ;— and what if thou shalt lull L'nnoticed by the living —...

Specimens of American Poetry: With Critical and Biographical Notices ..., Tập 3

Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 trang
...the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings—yet—the dead are there, And millions in those solitudes, since...of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep—the dead reign there alone.— So shalt thou rest—and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed by...

Kettell, Samuel: Specimens of American Poetry...

1829 - 436 trang
...the Oregan, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings— yet— the dead are there, And millions hi those solitudes, since first The flight of years began,...have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. — So shalt thou rest — and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed by the living —...

The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and ..., Tập 2

1829 - 520 trang
...desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the contiguous woods, Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes, since (irst The flight of vcars began, have laid them down In their last sleep— the dead reign there alone....




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