 The hills Rock-ribbed, and ancient as the sun, the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods — rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and...  Parnassus - Page 168edited by - 1880 - 534 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1822 - 764 pages
...and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green — and, poured round all, Old Ocean's grey and melancholy waste, — • Are but the solemn decorations...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... | |
 | American poetry - 1822 - 298 pages
...and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green — and, poured round all, Old Ocean's grey and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations...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... | |
 | Literature - 1825 - 426 pages
...majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and poured round Old ocean's grey and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations...handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. So -l..ni thou rest — and what if thou shall fall Unnoticed by the living — and no friend Take note... | |
 | 1829 - 642 pages
...rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green — and, pour'd round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste,—...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 contiguous woods, Where... | |
 | 1829 - 436 pages
...majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and pour'd round all, Old ocean's grey and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations...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... | |
 | Great Britain - 1829 - 520 pages
...rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green— and, pour'd round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste,...shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still laps? of ages— all that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom.... | |
 | Great Britain - 1829 - 514 pages
...melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden tun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are...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 contiguous woods, Where... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - American poetry - 1830 - 516 pages
...— rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and pour'd round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste,...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... | |
 | English literature - 1832 - 604 pages
...— Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past — All in one mighty sepulchre! The hills, Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun — the vales, Stretching in...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... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre. The hills Rock-ribbed and aucient as the sun; the vales Stretching in pensive quietness...a handful to the tribes That slumber In its bosom. — Take the wings Of morning, traverse Barca's desert sands, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods... | |
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