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" 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 began, have laid them down In their last sleep: the dead... "
The American First Class Book: Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation ... - Page 257
by John Pierpont - 1835 - 480 pages
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The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation

John Pierpont - Recitations - 1823 - 492 pages
...heaven, , Are ginning 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...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, And millions...
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Kettell, Samuel: Specimens of American Poetry...

1829 - 436 pages
...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...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...
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The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism ..., Volume 2

Great Britain - 1829 - 516 pages
...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...and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the contiguous woods, Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound Save his own dashings— vet the dead...
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The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism ..., Volume 2

Great Britain - 1829 - 520 pages
...its bosom. Take the wingg Of momipg, and the Barcnn desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the contiguous woods, Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound...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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Specimens of American Poetry: With Critical and Biographical ..., Volume 3

Samuel Kettell - American poetry - 1829 - 432 pages
...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 in the continuous...rolls the Oregan, 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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English Grammar, with an Improved Syntax

J. M. Putnam - English language - 1831 - 174 pages
...pierce, Or loose thyself in the contmuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save Iiis own dashings, — yet the dead are there, And millions...in those solitudes, since first The flight of years bega*u, hare laid them down In their last sleep ; the dead reign there alone. So shalt them rest—...
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The Foreign Quarterly Review, Volume 5; Volume 10

English literature - 1832 - 604 pages
...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...continuous woods Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...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, traverse Barca's desert sands, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and...
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Selections from the American Poets: With Some Introductory Remarks

American poetry - 1834 - 402 pages
...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...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...
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Selections from the American Poets: With Some Introductory Remarks

American poetry - 1834 - 406 pages
...heaven, Are shining on the ad 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 Barean desert pieree ; Or lose thyself in the eontinuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no...
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