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...Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes not — pleasure cannot please — nk not — trembled not — Beneath that grief, that loneliness of lot, ? That for itself can woo the approaching fight, And turn what some deem danger to delight ; That seeks...

...Nor thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes not— pleasure cannot pleaseOn, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And...triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense— the pulse'? madd'nlng play. That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way ? BYRON'S Corsair. One morning...

...survey our home ! BYRON'S Corgcdr. 5. Oh ! who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danc'd in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense...pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of the trackless way ! BYRON'S Corudr. 6. The polish'd mirror of the lake, In which the deep reflected...

...; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes not — pleasure cannot please Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried,...play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way ? That for itself can woo the approaching fight, And turn what some deem danger to delight; That seeks...

...Not thou, vain lord of wantouness and ease! Whom slumber soothes not — pleasure cannot please — 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...

...who can tell ? Not thou, luxurious slave! Whose bosom sickens o'er the heaving wave :•— * * * * Oh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wild. After being under steam for about four hours, the coast of Ireland burst upon our view ; and...

...wave," but have in its fullest sense realized and appreciated that fine sentiment in the Corsair : 11 Oh. who can tell save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph о'гг Ihe water» wide ; The exulting reuse, the pubes maddening play. Ttiut thrills, llie wunderer...

...; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes not — pleasure cannot please Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried,...play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way ? That for itself can woo the approaching fight, And turn what some deem danger to delight ; That seeks...