 | John Pierpont - 1855 - 530 pages
...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 and hears no sound, Save his own dashings — yet, the dead are there, And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years... | |
 | LIEUT. GEO.M. COLVOVORESSES - 1855 - 376 pages
...EARLY HISTORY OF OREGON. "Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, 0 * lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings." NORTHWESTERN AMERICA is divided from the other portions of the Continent, by the Rocky Mountains,... | |
 | William Clark Larrabee - 1855 - 292 pages
...and I bound away over the mountains of the setting sun, and stand on the shores of the western ocean, "Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashing." Before I am aware, I am sailing over the shoreless sea of Jupiter, "Whose huge, gigantic bulk Dances... | |
 | James Madison MacDonald - 1855 - 396 pages
...man can ever be alone. " 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 hia own dashings— "* yet, the Lord is there ; " in the void waste as in the city full." But HE is,... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1856 - 808 pages
...slumber in its bosom. — Take the winga Of morning, traverse Bnrca's desert sands, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound. Save his own dashing? — vet — the dead are there: And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began,... | |
 | John Wilson - 1856 - 432 pages
...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, and hears no sound Save his own dashings ; yet the dead are there, And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years... | |
 | John Wilson - 1856 - 412 pages
...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, and hears no sound Save his own dashings ; yet the dead are there, And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years... | |
 | Joseph Gostwick - 1856 - 338 pages
...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, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings — yet — the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of... | |
 | Robert Kemp Philp - 1856 - 388 pages
...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, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet, the dead are there ; .And millions in these solitudes, since first The flight of... | |
 | 1856 - 518 pages
...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, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings ; yet — the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of... | |
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Take the wings Of morning, pierce the 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... 
