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" A noble race ! but they are gone, With their old forests wide and deep, And we have built our homes upon Fields where their generations sleep. Their fountains slake our thirst at noon, Upon their fields our harvest waves, Our lovers woo beneath their... "
Blackwood's Magazine - Page 154
1847
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The United States Review and Literary Gazette, Volume 2

1827 - 500 pages
...shaded mould below ; The stars looked forth to teach his way, The still earth warned him of the foe. A noble race ! but they are gone, With their old forests wide and deep, And we have built our homes upon Fields where their generations sleep. Their fountains slake our thirst at noon,...
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The United States Review and Literary Gazette, Volume 2

1827 - 496 pages
...shaded mould below; The stars looked forth to teach his way, The still earth warned him of the foe. A noble race! but they are gone, With their old forests wide and deep, And we have built our homes upon Fields where their generations sleep. Their fountains slake our thirst at noon,...
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The Family Magazine, Or, General Abstract of Useful Knowledge, Volume 2

1835 - 430 pages
...headsand beads and medals lying in the furrow, reminding us only of a race that were. " A noble race ! hut they are gone, With their old forests wide and deep, And we have built our hornee upon , Fields where ih'oir generations Beep." Yes, yet л few of their descendants...
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The County [afterw.] Country miscellany, ed. by H. Burgess

Henry Burgess (of Luton) - 1836 - 446 pages
...of them— •A noble race ; but they are gone, With their old forest wide and deep, And we have/ed our flocks upon Hills where their generations sleep....beneath their moon— Ah ! let us spare, at least, their graves.' " The cave of Machpelah, which became, after the purchase of Abraham, the family sepulchre...
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Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 286 pages
...shaded soil below, The stars looked forth to teach his way, The still earth warned him of the foe. A noble race ! but they are gone, With their old forests wide and deep, And we have built our homes upon Fields where their generations sleep. Their fountains slake our thirst at noon,...
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Elkswatawa: Or, The Prophet of the West. A Tale of the Frontier ...

James Strange French, Timothy Flint - 1836 - 272 pages
... HBO . THE PROPHET OF THE WE8T. A TALE OF THE FRONTIER. " A noble race ! but they are gone, With their old forests wide and deep, And we have built our homes upon Fields where their generations sleep." IN TWO VOLUMES. VOL. II. NEW-YORK: PUBLISHED...
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American Monthly Knickerbocker, Volume 9

Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1837 - 644 pages
...and friends around us, and seem ' passing rich, with forty pounds a year.' АН м. D. BLACR FLUME. ' A noble race ! but they are gone, With their old forests wide and dsep, And wo have built our homee upon Fields where their generations sleep.' WHEN dim in shade those...
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American Monthly Knickerbocker, Volume 9

1837 - 648 pages
...us, and seem ' passing rich, with forty pounds a year.' AN MD BLACK PLUME. A LEGEND UK THE SENCCAf. ' A noble race : but they are gone, With their old forests wide nod deep. And we have built our homes upon Fields where their generation! sleep.' BiVUT. WHES dim in...
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The Young Man's Book of Elegant Poetry: Comprising Selections from the Works ...

1838 - 332 pages
...mould below ; The stars look'd forth to teach his way, The still earth warn'd him of the foe. A nobler race ! but they are gone, With their old forests wide and deep, And we have built our homes upon Fields where their generations sleep. Th^ir fountains slake our thirst at noon,...
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Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1840 - 292 pages
...shaded soil below, The stars looked forth to teach his way, The still earth warned him of the foe. A noble race ! but they are gone, With their old forests wide and deep, And we have built our homes upon Fields where their generations sleep. Their fountains slake our thirst at noon,...
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