 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 Works of Lord Byron - Strana 7autor/autoři: George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Charles Mackay - 1896 - 680 str.
...to tht j sway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obcr. Ours the wild life in tumult still to nsge From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell? not thou, loxurioai slave 1 Whose soul would sicken o'er the heir- ; wave ; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1897 - 666 str.
...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. Ours the wild hie in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell? not thou,... | |
 | Francis Parkman - 1901 - 448 str.
...the Great Spirit, the White Shield's war-party was pitifully broken up. CHAPTER XVI. THE TRAPPERS. " Ours the wild life, in tumult still to range. From toil to rest, and joy in every change; The exulting sense, the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of the trackless way ; That... | |
 | Reuben Gold Thwaites - 1904 - 426 str.
...regions, as delightful to them, as are the regions of fancy to the poet. "Theirs the wild life, in frolick still to range, From toil to rest, and joy in every change." f, V. APPENDIX" [/ extract the following from the "Views of Louisiana," to assist the reader in forming... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1098 str.
...the billows foam, Survey our empire and behold our home ! These are our realms, no limits to their ge orisons on high; Three gaudy standards flout the pale blue 10 Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease, Whom slumber soothes not, pleasure cannot please. Oh,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1092 str.
...the billows foam, Survey our empire and behold our home ! These are our realms, no limits to their 10 Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease, Whom slumber soothes not, pleasure cannot please. Oh,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1110 str.
...the billows foam, Survey our empire and behold our home ! These are our realms, no limits to their don Byron Byron 10 Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease. Whom slumber soothes not, pleasure canuot please. Oh,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1088 str.
...the billows foam, Survey our empire and behold OUT home ! These are our realms, no limits to their %- 1^ 7 ) 1 1 1 10 Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease. Whom slumber soothes not, pleasure cannot please. Oh,... | |
 | John Augustine Zahm - 1910 - 512 str.
...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. Ours...range From toil to rest, and joy in every change." — BYRON, The Corsair. Barranquilla, a city 'of about sixty-five thousand inhabitants, is notable... | |
 | Francis Parkman - 1910 - 400 str.
...upon the Great Spirit, the White Shield's war-party was pitifully broken up. CHAPTER XVI THE TRAPPERS Ours the wild life, in tumult still to range, From toil to rest, and joy in every change; The exulting sense, the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of the trackless way; That... | |
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