 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...  The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review - Stran 89uredili: - 1818Celotni ogled - O knjigi
 | Polydore Bounin - 1832 - 406 strani
...Pleurez ! vous le pouvez , mais tout , tout est fini ! Août — Septembre 1829. LES FORBANS. Ours tltc wild life In tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. BYROK. IV. Ces Jtorbotœ. I. COMME il vogue, tout fier de sa voilure blanche, Le corsaire chassé par... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835 - 80 strani
...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 life in tumult still...rest , and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell? notthou, luxurious slave? \\ !-<>-r soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not thou , vain lord of... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 386 strani
...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 life in tumult...wave ; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease I Whom slumber soothesnot — pleasure cannotplease — Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 260 strani
...our realms, no limits to their sway— Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. : Ours the wild hfe in tumult still to range ; From toil to rest, and joy in every change, t Oh, who can tell? not thou, luxurious slave? • Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; <... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 982 strani
...mfty seem too short for the These are our realms, no limits to their sway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours the wild life in tumult still...change. Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! \Yhose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and case ! Whom... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 strani
...m»j меш too ibort for the These are our realms, no limits to their sway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours the wild life in tumult still...rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell ? not (bou, luxurious slave ! \Yhose soul would sicken o'er the heaving warp ; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 strani
...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 life in tumult still...lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes not, — pleasure cannot please, — Oh ! who can tell ? save he whose heart hath tried And danced... | |
 | 1838 - 506 strani
...are our realms, no limits to their sway— Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours the wild lire in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy...lord of wantonness and ease! Whom slumber soothes not—pleasure cannot please— Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph... | |
 | John George Cochrane - 1838 - 508 strani
...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 life in tumult still...range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Ob, who can tell r not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not... | |
 | Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1838 - 604 strani
...empire, and behokl 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 Frpm toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can telll not thou, luxurious slave! Whose soul... | |
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