 | Francis Parkman - 1991 - 1012 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 even' change; The exulting sense, the pulse's maddening play. That thrills the wanderer of the trackless... | |
 | George Gordon Byron - 1994 - 884 pages
...our home I These are our realms, no limits to their eway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. sworth Editions Oh, who can tell? not thon, luxurious slave! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thon,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1996 - 868 pages
...behold our home! These are our realms, no limits to their sway Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. I 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! 10 Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not... | |
 | Stephen Brennan - 2007 - 808 pages
...behold 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,... | |
 | Francis Parkman - 2007 - 329 pages
...White Shield's war party was pitifully broken up CHAPTER "mi. THE TRAPPERS, Ours the wild life, to 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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1831 - 636 pages
...made their marble of the glassy wave, he can enter into the full spirit of the pirate's song — " Ours the wild life in tumult still to range, From toil to rest, and joy in every change ;" and in the thoughts and language of the native Indian, holding communion with " the Great Spirit"... | |
 | 1814 - 650 pages
...our home! These arc 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 thon, luxurious slave! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not tii-... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1106 pages
...our home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway, — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. % ' Dw Jz)KOk > q Y% ߷DOo;픒 d ?( A ^ GIG - a ђ8 C j[\ O* , 0, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not thou,... | |
 | 1838 - 558 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,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1831 - 632 pages
...madp their marble of the glassy wave, he can enter into the full spirit of the pirate's song — " Ours the wild life in tumult still to range, From toil to rest, and joy iu every change j" and in the thoughts and language of the native Indian, holding communion with "... | |
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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. 
