 Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way?  The Spuytenduyvel Chronicle - Page 2161856 - 318 pagesAffichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1106 pages
...to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. 0, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! _ Ɠev J z t N>8F7 e 1ݔ N+ - d *b( m ^? hu ų z q q E ":9 L <cm slumber soothes not, — pleasure cannot 0, who can tell save he whose heart hath tried, And danced... | |
 | 1862 - 518 pages
...inspiriting lines of Byron rushed into our memory : Oil, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes not — pleasure cannot please. Oh, who can tell save he whose heart hath tried, And... | |
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