 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1925 - 1100 pages
...The Switzer's snow, the Arab's sand, Or trod the piled leaves of the West, My own green forest-land. All ask the cottage of his birth, Gaze on the scenes...the Doon's low trees, And pastoral Nith, and wooded Ayr, And round thy sepulchres, Dumfries ! The Poet's tomb is there. But what to them the sculptor's... | |
 | Education - 1914
...The Switzer's snow, the Arab's sand, Or trod the piled leaves of the West, My own green forest land. All ask the cottage of his birth, Gaze on the scenes...feelings not of earth, His fields and streams among."? 536. What poet has been termed "The Father of Epigram"? 537. Who said: "I remember, I remember, The... | |
 | 1854
...The Switzer's snow, the Arab's sand, Or trod the piled leaves of the West, My own green forest land. All ask the cottage of his birth, Gaze on the scenes he loved and sni And gather feelings not of earth Uis h'clds and streams among. They linger by the Doon's low trees,... | |
 | 1838
...The Swilzer's snow, the Arab's sand, Or trod the piled leaves of the west, My own green forest-land. All ask the cottage of his birth, Gaze on the scenes...the Doon's low trees, And pastoral Nith, and wooded Ayr, And round thy sepulchres, Dumfries ! The Poet's tomb is there. But what to them the sculptor's... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - American poetry - 1901 - 1027 pages
...The Switzer's snow, the Arab's sand, Or trod the piled leaves of the We.st, My own green forest-land. JEHOVAH; GUIDE Boon's low trees, And pastoral Nith, and wooded Ayr, And round thy sepulchres, Dumfries I The Poet's... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - American literature - 1859 - 784 pages
...leaves of the Weat, My own green forest-land. All ask the eottage of his hirth, Gaze on the seenes he loved and sung, And gather feelings not of earth...the Doon's low trees, And pastoral Nith, and wooded Ayr, And round thy sepulehres, Dumfries I The Poet's tomb is there. But what to them the seulptor's... | |
 | Medicine - 1911
...the piled leaves of the West, His own green forest land. "We seek the cottage of his birth, And view the scenes, he loved and sung, And gather feelings not of earth His fields and streams among. "We linger by the Charles' low elms And pastoral brook, and woodland fair, And round thy sepulchres,... | |
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Poet's tomb is there. But what to them the sculptor's art, His funeral columns, wreaths, and urns... 
