 O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, 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...  The corsair, a tale [in verse.]. - Page 11de George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 114 pagesAffichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
 | Thomas Arnold - 1862 - 452 pages
...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, Ours the wild...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.... | |
 | 1862 - 648 pages
...palm of folly to the man who goes down to the sea in a private ship for the fun of the thing : — " Oh ! who can tell ? Not thou, luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave." Assuredly our friend Monsieur Chose cannot tell the pleasure of going to sea, for his soul sickens... | |
 | Chartley Castle (pseud.) - 1862 - 340 pages
...himself proceeded to. action. Who shall say what were now the feelings of Edgar Galbraith ? " Ah ! 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.... | |
 | 1863 - 858 pages
...and behold our home! These are our realms, no limits to their sway — Our flag the scepter all we meet obey. Ours the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. 0, who c&n tell — not thou, luxurious elave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the hearing wave; Nor... | |
 | 1864 - 400 pages
...ONZIEME. O'er Ihe glad waters of tbe dark blue sea Our thoughts as boundless and our souls asfree, Oh ! who can tell, not thou, luxurious slave-, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave. BYROS. LA TEMPÊTE. Sur l'océan, sur l'océan. LE PIRATE. Le vent soufflait avec violence du nord-est,... | |
 | Henry Astbury Leveson - 1865 - 706 pages
...fire, we set the watch and turned in, well satisfied with our day's -sport. [ 358 ] CHAPTER XXI. " Ours the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change." THE GREAT ANAMALAI FOREST — (continued). — A ROGUE ELEPHANT. Naga's party join us. — News of... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1866 - 802 pages
...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. Ours the wild...not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'or the heaving wave • f Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes not—... | |
 | Afternoon lectures - 1866 - 242 pages
...iillows' foam, Survey our empire, and iehold our home. These are our realms, no limit to our sway, Our flag the sceptre, all who meet obey. Ours the...range From toil to rest, and joy in every change, Ah ! who can tell ; not thou luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not thou,... | |
 | 1866 - 298 pages
...iillows' foam, Survey our empire, and iehold our home. These are our realms, no limit to our sway, Our flag the sceptre, all who meet obey. Ours the...range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Ah ! who can tell ; not thou luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou,... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 pages
...souls as free, far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, survey our empire and behold our home ! ours the wild life in tumult still to range from toil...to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried and danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, the exulting sense — the... | |
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