Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, 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... Readings in American Poetry - Page 15by Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 264 pagesFull view - About this book
| Lewis Turco - 1986 - 198 pages
...tribes That slumber in its bosom. Mother Nature seems distinctly unmatronly among such lines: ". . . the dead are there: / And millions in those solitudes,...laid them down / In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone, / So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw / In silence from the living, and... | |
| Lillian Watson - 1988 - 356 pages
...Barcan wilderness, 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...have laid them down In their last sleep— the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no... | |
| Aldo Leopold - 1992 - 400 pages
...Barcan wilderness Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there,...years began, have laid them down In their last sleep. And so, in time, shall we. And if there be, indeed, a special nobility inherent in the human race —... | |
| Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 pages
...Barcan wilderness, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there:...have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. So shall thou rest: and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no... | |
| Sacvan Bercovitch, Cyrus R. K. Patell - 1997 - 846 pages
...offers philosophical consolation in the face of death, the promise of brotherhood with the millions who "since first / The flight of years began, have laid them down / In their last sleep." The voice speaks in blank verse, without the "restraint . . . [of] rhyme," and is conversational and prosaic,... | |
| Jay Parini - 1995 - 788 pages
...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,...of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep—the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw In silence from the... | |
| Various - 1996 - 496 pages
...woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there: 55 And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight...have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no... | |
| Dudley C. Gould - 1999 - 402 pages
...a rifle," and be known automatically as a fullgrown man, a real patriot, to enemy a dangerous man? And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight...have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. So shall thou rest; and what ifthou withdraw In silence from the living, and no... | |
| Carmela Ciuraru - 2001 - 276 pages
...the wings Of morning — and the Barcan desert pierce, Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings — yet — the dead are there,...have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest — and what if thou shalt fall Unnoticed by the living — and... | |
| Paul Negri - 2002 - 146 pages
...desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings — yet — the dead are there,...have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest — and what if thou shalt fall Unheeded by the living — and... | |
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