 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!  Tom Cringle's Log - Strana 231autor/autoři: Michael Scott - 1835 - 432 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835 - 80 str.
...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...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 260 str.
...sea , Our though Is as boundless , and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear , the billows foam; Survey our empire, and behold our home? These...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 386 str.
...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...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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 str.
...of the Tweed." ЛЧг //'offer Scott. — LE (2) Toe Unie ID thii poem 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 to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 str.
...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...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... | |
 | John George Cochrane - 1838 - 508 str.
...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...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. Ob, who can... | |
 | 1838 - 506 str.
...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...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 in every change. Oh, who can... | |
 | Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1838 - 604 str.
...and onr souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 998 str.
...of the Tweed." Sir //'otter Лго//.— LE (2) The time in Ibis pit-in may seem too ehort for the Let me seek 3 Ours the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - 866 str.
...blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can Dear, the billows die — To feed the crow on Talavera's plain, And...pretends to gain. ' XLH. There shall they rot — Ours the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can... | |
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