 | 1853 - 380 trang
...centuries. So stand the generations of men upon the burial places of other times, and heed it not. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. * * * * And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down... | |
 | 1981 - 360 trang
...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 the Oregon, and hears no sound Save its own dashings." Popular references to the Oregon country led in 1848 to designation of the Pacific... | |
 | 1966 - 272 trang
...is in each of the State's main physical subdivisions. 14 RIVER BASINS OF OREGON COLUMBIA RIVER * * * the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings * * * — William Cullen Bryant When the young poet composed the sonorous lines of "Thanatopsis" in... | |
 | Gordon Douglas Young - 1981 - 268 trang
...mighty mountain which God//Yahweh coveted for his MThe realization that the millions who tread the earth are but a handful to the tribes that slumber in its bosom is quite ancient. Ishtar, both in the Gilgamesh Epic and in the Descent to the Netherworld, threatened... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Gary Richard Thompson - 1984 - 1572 trang
...sky and list — is sadly out of place amid the forcible and even Miltonic rhythm of such lines as " }v9} Oregan. But these arc trivial faults indeed, and the poem embodies a great degree of the most elevated... | |
 | Edwin D. Culp - 1987 - 204 trang
...once called "the Oregon.' This is the river which Bryant mentions in his immortal poem, Thanatopsis: Or lose thyself in the continuous woods, Where rolls...Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there. The navigable rivers of Oregon were the roadways for the early explorers of the West. If the magnitude... | |
 | Lillian Watson - 1988 - 356 trang
...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...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... | |
 | Aldo Leopold - 1992 - 400 trang
...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... | |
 | Virgil J. Vogel - 1991 - 348 trang
...called it "Oregon or Columbia." In 1817 William Cullen Bryant's poem "Thanatopsis" contained the lines "or lose thyself in the continuous woods / where rolls the Oregon and hears no sound." John Wyeth (1832) wrote of the "Oregon river whence the territory takes its name."16 The name Oregon... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 trang
...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...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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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, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread... 
