 | Robert Andrews - 1993 - 1214 Seiten
...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... | |
 | Jay Parini - 1995 - 788 Seiten
...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...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... | |
 | New England Historic Genealogical Society Staff - 1995 - 484 Seiten
...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... | |
 | Various - 1996 - 496 Seiten
...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 50 That slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning, pierce the Barcan wilderness, Or lose... | |
 | Carmela Ciuraru - 2001 - 276 Seiten
...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...wings Of morning — and the Barcan desert pierce, Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings — yet — the dead are there, And... | |
 | Paul Negri - 2002 - 146 Seiten
...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...lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings — yet — the dead are there, And millions in those... | |
 | Dale L. Walker - 2002 - 484 Seiten
...1778 book of travels, and for the second time in the 1817 poem "Thanatopsis" by William Cullen Bryant ("Or lose thyself in the continuous woods/ Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound"). Bancroft wrote that Jefferson and Bryant had read Carver's book and that the poet "seized upon the... | |
 | Steven Gould Axelrod, Camille Roman, Thomas Travisano - 2003 - 770 Seiten
...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...slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning, pierce the Barcan6 wilderness, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon,7 and... | |
 | Charles Henry Ambler - 1918 - 262 Seiten
...Lewis and Clark. But, as late as 1817, the Columbia Valley was known to William Cullen Bryant only as The continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon and hears no sound Save his own dashings. It was left to John Floyd, a young Virginian, himself a child of the frontier, to bring our claims... | |
 | Henry Adams - 2006 - 244 Seiten
...The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven Are glowing on the sad abodes of death Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The...slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Borean desert pierce; Or lose thyself in the continuous woods That veil Oregan, where he hears no sound... | |
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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, Are shining on the sad abodes of... 
