 | 1822 - 298 páginas
...morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound Save his -own dashings — yet,...So shalt thou rest — and what if thou shalt fall Unnotic'd by the living — and no friend Take note of thy departure ! All that breathe Will share... | |
 | 1822 - 764 páginas
...morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous .woods Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet,...their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. So shall thou rest — and what if thou shall fall Unnotic'd by the living — and no friend Take note... | |
 | 1857 - 1196 páginas
...the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods M'here rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings, — yet — the dead are there ! " We enter a city of antiquity, — memorable Syracuse or disinterred Pompeii, — through a street... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 páginas
...the continuous 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,...last sleep — the dead reign there alone. — So shall thou rest — and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed by the living — and no friend Take note... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - 426 páginas
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 | 1826 - 438 páginas
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 | John March Putnam - 1828 - 200 páginas
...ami qualities is understood ; as, A period having arrived wh' it fifty jearsheiice, &c. Where roils the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings,—...their last sleep ; the dead reign there alone. So ihalt thou rest — and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed by the living, and no friend Take note of... | |
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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... 
