 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
 | Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1838 - 604 str.
...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 telll not thou, luxurious slave! Whose soul... | |
 | 1838 - 506 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 lire in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell ? not thou,... | |
 | Frederick Peter Delmé Radcliffe - 1839 - 396 str.
...seaman's feelings upon his element, contrasted with those of one incapable of sharing them : — " Say, who can tell — not thou luxurious slave, Whose soul...sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou, vain lord of indolence and ease, Whom slumber soothes not, pleasure cannot please : Say, who can tell, save he whose... | |
 | Frederick Peter Delmé Radcliffe - 1839 - 386 str.
...seaman's feelings upon his element, contrasted with those of one incapable of sharing them : — " Say, who can tell — not thou luxurious slave, Whose soul...sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou, vain lord of indolence and ease, Whom slumber soothes not, pleasure cannot please : Say, who can tell, save he whose... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 998 str.
...LE (2) The time in Ibis pit-in may seem too ehort for the These are our realms, no limits to their Gordon Byron Ihou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes not — pleasure cannot please. Ob, who... | |
 | George Ramsay - 1843 - 574 str.
...There is a wildness about it which captivates the imagination far more than any regulated pursuit : " Ours the wild life in tumult still to range, From toil to rest, and joy in every change." 6 Mahogany, as sailors call it, on account of its hardness. Hence boys are so much taken with it ;... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - 848 str.
...home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Dure the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to...lord of wantonness and ease! Whom slumber soothes nut — pleasure cannot pleaseOh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - 1068 str.
...Thrse are our realms, no limits to their sway — < lur flag the sceplre all who meet obey. Овг« the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to...Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thon, Tain lord of wantonness and ease! \\homslumbersoothfMnii — pleasure cannot please. Oh, who... | |
 | John Dignan - 1847 - 306 str.
...empire and behold our home ! These are our realms, no limit to their sway— Our flag the sceptre all we meet obey. Ours the wild life in tumult still to range...slave .' Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Nor thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes not— pleasure cannot pleaseOn,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1848 - 320 str.
...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...sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou, vain lord of wantouness and ease! Whom slumber soothes not — pleasure cannot please — Oh, who can tell, save... | |
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