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" The planets, all 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. "
Report - Page 157
by New Hampshire. State Department of Health - 1887
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Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 286 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 woods...
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The American Orator's Own Book: Or, The Art of Extemporaneous Public ...

1836 - 362 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 woods Where...
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The Laurel: a Gift for All Seasons: Being a Collection of Poems

1836 - 268 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 woods...
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Prize Essay and Lectures, Delivered Before the American Institute ..., Volume 8

American Institute of Instruction - 1838 - 296 pages
...immediately suggest that beautiful idea of him who stands at the head of the list of our native bards ; " All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." The facility with which the pupil, after a little practice, with the aidjof models and suggestions...
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Annual Meeting: Proceedings, Constitution, List of Active Members, and Addresses

American Institute of Instruction - 1838 - 292 pages
...immediately suggest that beautiful idea of him who stands at the head of the list of our native bards ; " All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom." TEACHING OP COMPOSITION IN SCHOOLS. The facility with which the pupil, after a little practice, with...
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The Young Lady's Reader

Louisa Caroline Tuthill - 1839 - 482 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 woods Where...
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Progressive Exercises in English Composition

Richard Green Parker - 1840 - 136 pages
...handful, and slumber, immediately suggest a figurative expression like that beautiful one of Bryant, " All that tread " The globe are but a handful to the tribes " That slumber in its bosom." The facility with which the pupil, after a little practice, with the aid of models and suggestions...
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The Poets of America: Illustrated by One of Her Painters...

John Keese - 1840 - 302 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 woods Where...
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The Remembrancer: Or, Fragments for Leisure Hours ...

Association for the Improvement of Juvenile Books - 1841 - 250 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 woods Where...
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The Poets of America, Volume 1

John Keese - 1840 - 304 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 woods Where...
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