 | Edmund Burke - 1815 - 858 páginas
...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 ' From toil to rest, and joy in every change. ' Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! ' Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave j... | |
 | Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1814 - 572 páginas
...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 From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell ? not thoti, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1814 - 378 páginas
...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 " From toil to rest, and joy in every change. " Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! " Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; 10... | |
 | 1814 - 786 páginas
...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 From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Nottbou,... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1815 - 1026 páginas
...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 ' From toil to rest, and joy in every change. ' Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! ' Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; '... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - 248 páginas
...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 " From toil to rest, and joy in every change. " Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave! " Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; "... | |
 | 1815 - 822 páginas
...These are our realms, no limits to their swayOar flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours the wild lite in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not... | |
 | St. Clyde (fict.name.) - 1816 - 344 páginas
.... CHAPTER VII. Far as the breeze can bear the billow's 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. BYRON. AT the appointed hour Levingstone was at the rendezvous, and was soon met by one of the smugglers,... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1818 - 500 páginas
...our Home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway— Oor flag the scepti-e 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 tell • not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave , Not... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 152 páginas
...! " These are our realms, no limits to their sway — 5 " 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 tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! " Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ;... | |
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Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense... 
