 | 1864 - 428 páginas
...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 no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years... | |
 | John Wilson - 1865 - 444 páginas
...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 no sound Save his own dashings ; yet the dead are there, And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years... | |
 | 1867 - 798 páginas
...slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, I 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 these solitudes, since first The flight of years... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1865 - 798 páginas
...slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, traverse Barca's desert sands, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save its own dashings, — yet — the dead are there, And millions in those solitudes, since first The... | |
 | Nathaniel Kirk Richardson - 1866 - 204 páginas
...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 no sound, Save his own dashings—yet the dead are there! And millions in those solitudes, since first The fight of years... | |
 | James Madison MacDonald - 1856 - 316 páginas
...man can ever be alone. " Take the winga 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 dashiugs — "* yet, the Lord is there; "in the void waste as in the city full." But HE is, in a peculiar... | |
 | Robert H. Ruby, John A. Brown - 1976 - 400 páginas
...stream. 11. The Cold Sick Take the wings Of morning, pierce the Barcan wilderness, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings; yet the dead are there. William Cullen Bryant, Thanatopsh I T WAS THE practice of mariners... | |
 | 1981 - 360 páginas
...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 páginas
...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"... | |
 | Aldo Leopold - 1992 - 400 páginas
...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 no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there, And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years... | |
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Take the wings Of morning, pierce the Barcan wilderness, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings —yet the dead are there... 
