 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
 | William Russell - Elocution - 1846 - 420 pages
...tone too dry and unimpressive, on the other. Solemnity. Extract from the Thanatopsis. — Bryant. ' All 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 in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon,... | |
 | Elocution - 1847 - 312 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... | |
 | Salem Town - American literature - 1847 - 420 pages
...great tomb of man. 32 5. 'The golden sun. The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse...to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wmgs Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce ; Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1847 - 520 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...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... | |
 | George Vandenhoff - Elocution - 1847 - 400 pages
...golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heav'n, Are shining as the sad abodes of death, Thro' the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe...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... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - American poetry - 1847 - 456 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 giohe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the... | |
 | Bible stories, English - 1848 - 272 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 Barean desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon,... | |
 | Salem Town - Readers - 1848 - 300 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,... | |
 | American poetry - 1848 - 276 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...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... | |
 | William Russell - 1849 - 310 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... | |
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