 | John W. Iliff - 1893 - 616 pages
...our 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,... | |
 | Mowbray Morris - 1898 - 394 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,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1900 - 492 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... | |
 | Francis Parkman - 1901 - 448 pages
...the Great Spirit, the White Shield's war-party was pitifully broken up. CHAPTER XVI. THE TRAPPERS. " Ours the wild life, in tumult still to range. From toil to rest, and joy in every change; The exulting sense, the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of the trackless way ; That... | |
 | Reuben Gold Thwaites - 1904 - 426 pages
...regions, as delightful to them, as are the regions of fancy to the poet. "Theirs the wild life, in frolick still to range, From toil to rest, and joy in every change." f, V. APPENDIX" [/ extract the following from the "Views of Louisiana," to assist the reader in forming... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1088 pages
...OUT home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. 5/60620x7L!@ 6j.C59 7 7 Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; 10 Not... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1092 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; 10 Not... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1098 pages
...our home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. he pale blue Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; 10 Not... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1110 pages
...our home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. l Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; 10 Not... | |
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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. 
