 Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense...  The Oregon Trail - 第 206 頁Francis Parkman 著 - 1910完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Edmund Burke - 1815 - 858 頁
...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... | |
 | 1814 - 786 頁
...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,... | |
 | Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1814 - 572 頁
...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 頁
...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... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1815 - 1026 頁
...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 頁
...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 頁
...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 頁
.... 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,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 152 頁
...! " 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 ;... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1818 - 500 頁
...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... | |
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