...would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; "t• Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom *lumber soothes not — pleasure cannot please — Oh, who can tell save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense— the pulse's maddening play, That thrills...

...soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber ime who on battle-charger prance. «Tío leads them on with foreign brand, Far flashing in his red r danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play, That thrills...

...quern lassant, nee levat ipsa quies. Oh ! who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide — The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way ? That for itself can woo th' approaching fight, And...

...beautiful lines upon the subject:— " Oh ! who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense, the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way ? " Carried away by the idea, I lost no time in inserting...

...soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes not — pleasure cannot please — Oh, who...The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way ? That for itself can woo the approaching fight And...

...soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou, vain 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 o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play, That thrills...

...soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ! Not thou, vain 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 o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play, That thrills...

...soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou, vain 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 o'er the waters wide ; The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play, That thrills...

...soothes not — pleasure cannot please. Olí, who can tell save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way ? We soon lost sight of land, and we were then for...

...repeating the lines of Byron : — " Oh ! who call tell, save ho whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide. The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way ? " Our cruise was to Portsmouth ; as we passed Norris...