 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.  St. Clyde - Page 93de St. Clyde (fict.name.) - 1816Affichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 pages
...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 ! ours...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... | |
 | 1866 - 298 pages
...iehold our home. These are our realms, no limit to our 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. Ah ! who can tell ; not thou luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1866 - 802 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'or the heaving wave • f... | |
 | Afternoon lectures - 1866 - 242 pages
...iehold our home. These are our realms, no limit to our 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, Ah ! who can tell ; not thou luxurious slave, Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not thou,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1867 - 740 pages
...our home ! These arc our realms, no limits to their sway — Oar flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! Who«! soul would sicken o'er the henving wave ; Kot... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1867 - 460 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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1868 - 666 pages
...our home I 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 cm tell? not thou, luxurious slave 1 Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou,... | |
 | Fanny Aikin- Kortright - 1868 - 368 pages
...Jfktion, " O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless aud our souls as free.' " Ours the wild life in tumult still to range, From toil to rest and joy in every change." CHAPTEE I. OUR HERO AND HIS AUNT. IT was a large, old-fashioned, red-brick house, with green painted... | |
 | Raphael Semmes - 1869 - 862 pages
...who had become a cruel and relentless foe, I felt, in full force, the inspiration of 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,... | |
 | Raphael Semmes - 1869 - 864 pages
...who had become a cruel and relentless foe, I felt, in full force, the inspiration of 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,... | |
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