 | Chartley Castle (pseud.) - 1862 - 340 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | 1862 - 520 páginas
...inspiriting lines of Byron rushed into our memory : Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave, AVhose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not thou,...lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes not — pleasure cannot please. Olí, who can tell save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph... | |
 | 1862 - 648 páginas
...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... | |
 | 1863 - 858 páginas
...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 páginas
...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 páginas
...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 páginas
...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...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—... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 páginas
...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... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 588 páginas
...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...thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothos not, pleasure cannot please, — Oh! who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried. And danced... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 576 páginas
...empire, and behold our home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway, — Our flag the scepter all who meet obey. Ours the wild life in tumult still...range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. 0, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou,... | |
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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... 
