 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 Seiten
...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 its own dashings — yet — the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began,... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1853 - 492 Seiten
...Takeithe wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, 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 flight of years began,... | |
 | Worthy Putnam - 1858 - 420 Seiten
...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 its own dashings — yet the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began,... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1859 - 812 Seiten
...bosom. Take the wings Of morning, traverse Darca'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 flight of years began,... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 792 Seiten
...bosom. Take the wings Of morniug, 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 flight of years began,... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 796 Seiten
...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 solitndes, since first The flight of years began,... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1863 - 614 Seiten
...Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or, lose thyself in the continuous woods, Where rolls the Or'egon, and hears no sound, Save its own dashings — ySt the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first 7. " So shalt thou rest ;... | |
 | George Washington Bethune - 1866 - 230 Seiten
...in his pride three thousand years ago ; as of the shipwrecked mariner, whose bones are crumbling, " Where rolls the Oregon, And hears no sound save its own dashings." "Man's days are as grass ;" and the field flowers of a past summer, with their little lives under sunshine... | |
 | George Washington Bethune - 1866 - 190 Seiten
...in his pride three thousand years ago ; as of the shipwrecked mariner, whose bones are crumbling, " Where rolls the Oregon, And hears no sound save its own dashings." " Man's days are as grass ;' ' and the field flowers of a past summer, with their little lives under... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1866 - 618 Seiten
...Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or, lose thyself in the continuous woods, "Where rolls the Or'egon, and hears no sound, Save its own dashings — yet the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began,... | |
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Or lose thyself in the continuous woods, Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save its own dashings... 
