 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 death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes...  The Poetical Works of William Cullen Bryant - Page lxxxby William Cullen Bryant - 1903 - 418 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Association for the Improvement of Juvenile Books - Children's poetry - 1841 - 250 pages
...Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun. The planets, all the infinite host of heaven Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse...the tribes 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,... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - English language - 1840 - 136 pages
...handful, and slumber, immediately suggest a figurative expression like that beautiful one of Bryant, " All that tread " The globe are but a handful to the tribes " That slumber in its bosom." The facility with which the pupil, after a little practice, with the aid of models and suggestions... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - American poetry - 1841 - 422 pages
...planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the slill lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a...the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan deserl pierce ; Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the... | |
 | 1877 - 506 pages
...Of the great tomb of man. 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 hut a handful, to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." "Millions .... since first The flight of years... | |
 | Andrew Comstock - Elocution - 1841 - 410 pages
...man,. | The golden sun,, | The planets, | all the infinite host of heav'n, | Are shining on the sac? , abodes" of death, | Through the still lapse of ages. | All that tread The glo&e , | are but , a hand,fulb | to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. | Take the wings Of morn'ing,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1842 - 638 pages
...Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, T.ie planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse...tribes That slumber in its bosom. — Take the wings 'If 'linming. and the Barean desert pieree, Or lose thvsclf in the continuous woods Where rolls the... | |
 | Theology - 1842 - 432 pages
...countries, we may assume, that since men have lived on this earth, we shall at once see that — " all who tread The Globe, are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." In the vicinity of Alexandria, of Cairo, and indeed of all the principal cities of Egypt, catacombs... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1843 - 280 pages
...Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse...tribes 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,... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - Elocution - 1843 - 324 pages
...decorations all Of the great tomb of man. 6. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, 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 in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon,... | |
 | American literature - 1867 - 796 pages
...the great toriib of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite hosts of heaven, Arc shining on the sad abodes of death Through the still lapse...the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, —and the Barean desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods, Where rolls ihe... | |
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