 Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home! These are our realms, no limits to their sway Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey.  The Spuytenduyvel Chronicle - Page 2161856 - 318 pagesAffichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
 | 1866 - 298 pages
...our home. These are our realms, no limit to our sway, Our flag the sceptre, all who meet obey. Ours the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Ah ! who can tell ; not thou luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1867 - 738 pages
...home ! These arc our realms, no limits to their sway — Oar flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours the wild life In tumult still to range From toil to rest, and Joy in every change. Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! Who«! soul would sicken o'er the henving wave ; Kot thou,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1867 - 460 pages
...home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1868 - 666 pages
...home I These arc our realms, no limits to their sway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours 9 * who cm tell? not thou, luxurious slave 1 Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou,... | |
 | Fanny Aikin- Kortright - 1868 - 368 pages
...O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless aud our souls as free.' " Ours the wild life in tumult still to range, From toil to rest and joy in every change." CHAPTEE I. OUR HERO AND HIS AUNT. IT was a large, old-fashioned, red-brick house, with green painted... | |
 | ADMIRAL RAPHAEL SEMMES - 1869 - 850 pages
...become a cruel and relentless foe, I felt, in full force, the inspiration. of the poet : - — " Ours the wild life in tumult still to range, From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell? Not thou, luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou,... | |
 | Raphael Semmes - 1869 - 862 pages
...become a cruel and relentless foe, I felt, in full force, the inspiration of the poet : — " Ours the wild life in tumult still to range, From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell? Not thou, luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou,... | |
 | Raphael Semmes - 1869 - 862 pages
...had become a cruel and relentless foe, I felt, in full force, the inspiration of the poet: — " Ours the wild life in tumult still to range, From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell ? Not thou, luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not thou,... | |
 | Raphael Semmes - 1869 - 866 pages
...relentless foe, I felt, in full force, the inspiration of the poet : — " Ours the wild life in iu mult still to range, From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell? Not thou, luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not thou, vain... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1870 - 768 pages
...home I These are our realms, no limits to their sway— Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours f ` ` e Fȯ who can tell? not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not thou,... | |
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