 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 tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and...  The Chief American Poets - 1 psl.autoriai: Curtis Hidden Page - 1905 - 713 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1864 - 692 psl.
...complaining brooks that make the meadows green and poured round all old Ocean's grave and solitary waste, — are but the solemn decorations all of the great tomb...that tread the globe, are but a handful to the tribes that slumber in its bosom. WS BRYANT 1047 GUINEVERE TTENCEFORWARD too, the Powers that tend Xo. the... | |
 | 1864 - 428 psl.
...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...that tread 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... | |
 | 1864 - 334 psl.
...; and, pour'd round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn declarations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, The...that tread 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... | |
 | Life-lights - 1864 - 336 psl.
...; and, pour'd round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn declarations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, The...that tread 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... | |
 | John Wilson - 1865 - 444 psl.
...brooks That make the meadows green ; and, poured round au, Old ocean's grey and melancholy waste — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb...that tread 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... | |
 | Wonders - 1866 - 400 psl.
...brooks That make the meadow green ; and poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb...that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber on its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the barren desert pierce ; 3tiO THE DEAD... | |
 | Nathaniel Kirk Richardson - 1866 - 204 psl.
...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...that tread 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... | |
 | Sunday readings - 1867 - 232 psl.
...brooks That make the meadows green ; and, pour'd round all, Old ocean's grey and melancholy waste,— Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb...that tread 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... | |
 | Benjamin W. Atwell - 1867 - 106 psl.
...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...that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings O Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1867 - 758 psl.
...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...that tread 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... | |
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