 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
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1885 - 260 pages
...! 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 heavingwave; Not thou,... | |
 | 1885 - 686 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,... | |
 | James Johonnot - 1885 - 202 pages
...waves drive the vessel a wreck ; The masts fly in splinters, the shrouds are on fire ! " 222 " Ours the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change." m " They from each other's rude hands wrest The silver vessels saints had blest." 224 The Ganges lowlands... | |
 | Raphael Semmes - 1887 - 968 pages
...become a cruel and relentless foe, I felt, in full force, the inspiration ot 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,... | |
 | Surendra Nath Roy - 1888 - 466 pages
...— these were the objects of their life. After ultimate success they did not hanker ; theirs was " the wild life in tumult still to range from toil to rest, and joy in every change." In triumph or in defeat, they preserved the same equanimity of temper. Assiduously and patiently, bravely... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1891 - 752 pages
...home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway— Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours do here. CLXXXV. My task is done — my song hath ceased — my ¡las died into an ec who can tell? not ihou, luxurious slave I Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not thou,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1892 - 324 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 eveiy change. Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1893 - 368 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, vain... | |
 | John W. Iliff - 1893 - 616 pages
...home! These are our realml., 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 jov in every change. O, who can tell? not thou, luxurious slave! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1897 - 666 pages
...are our realms, no limits to their sway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours the wild hie 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,... | |
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