 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
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 956 pages
...hmii" ' These are our realms, no limits to their sway, — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours 2 2 Q 2 0, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou,... | |
 | Athanaïs Mialaret Michelet ("Mme. Jules Michelet, "), Madame Jules Michelet - 1872 - 474 pages
...— These are our realms, no limits to their away — 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,... | |
 | Athénaïs Marguerite M. Michelet - 1872 - 478 pages
...:— These are our realms, no limii - 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 Byron Baron Byron - 1872 - 776 pages
...are our realms, no limits to their sway— Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours the wild lite 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 ; f Not thou,... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - 1873 - 590 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,... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 584 pages
...our 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, vain... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 576 pages
...home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway ; Our flag the scepter all who meet obey. Ours the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. 0, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 630 pages
...home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway, — Our flag the scepter all who meet obey. Ours the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. 0, who can tell ? not thon, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou,... | |
 | Percy Bolingbroke St. John - 1878 - 372 pages
...Government or not, I know not where such a consummation is to be effected. Ours was in reality here — "The wild life in tumult still to range, From toil to rest, and joy in every change." Nor were we much less piratical indeed than those in whose mouths the poet has put these words. The... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 pages
...home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway, — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours on thy breast to be Borne, like thy O, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not thou,... | |
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