...From toil to rest, and joy in every change, t Oh, who can tell? not thou, luxurious slave? • Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; < Not thou , vain lord of wantonness and ease! i Whom slumber soothes not—pleasure cannot please• Oh , who can tell, save he whose heart hath...

...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 thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease I Whom slumber soothesnot — pleasure cannotplease — Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath...

...range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! \Yhose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and case ! Whom slumber soothes not — pleasure cannot plea». Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath...

...change. Oh, who can tell ? not (bou, luxurious slave ! \Yhose soul would sicken o'er the heaving warp ; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes not — pleasure cannot pi««1. Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide....

...the boy before you has been trained in the way he will go," CHAPTER XVII. " Oh, who con tell, save ho whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er...wide, The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening flay, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way t" " Have I once lived to see two honest men...

...range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Ob, who can tell r not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave ; Not thou,...lord of wantonness and ease! Whom slumber soothes not—pleasure cannot please— Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph...

...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 thou,...lord of wantonness and ease! Whom slumber soothes not—pleasure cannot please— Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph...

...sailor's life, in its most favorable aspect, before me, I have been led with Byron to exclaim — " Oh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph, o'er the water wide, The exulting sense, the pulse's mad'ning play, That thrills the wand'rer of the trackless...

...we felt the full force of the beautiful lines of Byron : — " ' O ! who can tell, hnt he whose soul hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense, the pulse's madd'ning play That thrills the wanderer of that stormy way)' " Monday, 1 Oth. — Wind, south-west...

...expedition, pointing out the delights of the sea, and quoting Byron's beautiful lines upon the subject — " Oh ! who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in trinmph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense, the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer...