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Pulpit Elocution: Comprising Remarks on the Effect of Manner in Public ... - Page 214
by William Russell - 1853 - 413 pages
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Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1843 - 276 pages
...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 That slumber in its bosom.—Take the wings Of morning—and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous...
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Chambers's Edinburgh Journal

Edinburgh (Scotland) - 1843
...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...woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save hia own dashlngs ; yet — tho dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight...
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The American Common-school Reader and Speaker: Being a Selection of Pieces ...

John Goldsbury, William Russell - American literature - 1844 - 428 pages
...abodes of death, Through the still ' lapse of ages. All that triad The globe II are but a HANDFUL II to the tribes ' That slumber in its bosom. — Take...pierce, Or lose thyself | in the continuous woods II Where rolls the "Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings, — yet — the DEAD II are...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volume 6

American literature - 1867
...the infinite hosts of heaven, Arc shining on the sad abodes of death Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the...in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, —and the Barean desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods, Where rolls ihe Oregon — and hears...
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The Doctrine of Changes as Applicable Both to the Institutions of Social ...

Thomas Wright (of Borthwick, Scotland.) - Christian ethics - 1844 - 520 pages
...infinite host of heaven Are shining on the sad abodes of death Through the still lapse of ages. AH that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes...slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the B:irciin desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no...
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The United States of America: Their History from the Earliest ..., Volume 3

Hugh Murray - United States - 1844
...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 That slumber in its bosom. Still we prefer the lines "To the Past," -which are at once lofty, tender, and pleasing. Thou unrelenting...
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The Church

1860
...has trodden the crowded streets of the Chinese city, and trembled with a nameless awe — ..... " iu the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings." He has mused over the ruins of the ancient world ; temples, palaces, theatres, hippodromes, he has...
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The American Common-school Reader and Speaker: Being a Selection of Pieces ...

John Goldsbury, William Russell - Readers - 1844 - 428 pages
...of heaven, 40 Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Or lose thyself | in the continuous woods II Where rolls the ^Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings, — yet — the DEAD II are thire, And MILLIONS in those solitudes, since first ' 5 The flight of years \ began, have laid...
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The Freemasons' Monthly Magazine, Volume 3

Freemasonry - 1844
...country, and with the force of some long pent-up river, it is flowing from the Atlantic coast, to ' The continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashing.' But the greater its prosperity the greater is the necessity of watchful care, of conforming...
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Elocution: Or, Mental and Vocal Philosophy: Involving the Principles of ...

C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 320 pages
...sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe, are but a handfull, to the tribes, That slumber in its bosom. Take the...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...
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