 Motion was in their days, rest in their slumbers, And cheerfulness the handmaid of their toil; Nor yet too many nor too few their numbers; Corruption could not make their hearts her soil; The lust which stings, the splendour which encumbers, With the...  History of Lee County - Page 2831881 - 873 pagesFull view - About this book
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1885 - 290 pages
...Simple they were, not savage ; and their rifles, Though very true, were not yet used for trifles. LXVII. Motion was in their days, rest in their slumbers,...their hearts her soil ; The lust which stings, the splendour which encumbers, With the free foresters divide no spoil ; Serene, not sullen, were the solitudes... | |
 | Frank Triplett - Frontier and pioneer life - 1888 - 758 pages
...; Simple they were, not savage, and their rifles, Though very true, were not yet used for trifles. Motion was in their days, rest in their slumbers, And cheerfulness the handmaid of their toil ; Not yet too many, nor too few their numbers; Corruption could not make their hearts its spoil; The... | |
 | Tennessee Bar Association - Bar associations - 1896 - 620 pages
...distortions; Simple they were, not savage; and their rifles, Though very true, were not yet used for trifles. "Motion was in their days, rest in their slumbers, And cheerfulness the handmaid of their toil; Xor yet too many, nor too few their numbers; Corruption could not make their hearts her soil; The lust... | |
 | James William Buel, John Clark Ridpath, Marcus Joseph Wright - United States - 1900 - 504 pages
...Simple they were, not savage ; and their rifles, Though very true, were not yet used for trifles. " Motion was in their days, rest in their slumbers,...stings, the splendor which encumbers, With the free foresters divide no spoil ; Serene, not sullen, were the solitudes Of this unsighing people of the... | |
 | Marcus Joseph Wright, John Clark Ridpath, James William Buel, James Penny Boyd - United States - 1901 - 544 pages
...Simple they were, not savage ; and their rifles, Though very true, were not yet used for trifles. " Motion was in their days, rest in their slumbers,...stings, the splendor which encumbers, With the free foresters divide no spoil ; Serene, not sullen, were the solitudes Of this unsighing people of the... | |
 | Julia Parker Dabney - Language Arts & Disciplines - 1901 - 296 pages
...distortions; Simple they were, not savage; and their rifles Though very true, were not yet used for trifles. " Motion was in their days, rest in their slumbers,...their hearts her soil ; The lust which stings, the splendour which encumbers With the free foresters divide no spoil ; Serene, not sullen, were the solitudes... | |
 | John O'Hanlon - Irish - 1907 - 484 pages
...Simple they were, not savage : and their rifles, Though very true, were not yet used for trifles. ' ' Motion was in their days, rest in their slumbers,...their hearts her soil ; The lust which stings, the splendour which encumbers, With the free foresters divide no spoil ; Serene, not sullen, were the solitudes... | |
 | Samuel Gordon Heiskell - Tennessee - 1920 - 806 pages
...distortions. Simple they were, not savage; and their rifles, Though very true, were not yet used for trifles. "Motion was in their days, rest in their slumbers,...stings, the splendor which encumbers, With the free foresters divide no spoil; Serene, not sullen, were the solitudes Of this unsighing people of the woods."... | |
 | Ralph Leslie Rusk - American literature - 1925 - 488 pages
...Boone as "happiest amongst mortals anywhere," and his race as "tall, and strong, and swift of foot": Motion was in their days, rest in their slumbers,...their hearts her soil ; The lust which stings, the splendour which encumbers, With the free foresters divide no spoil ; Serene, not sullen, were the solitudes... | |
 | Crane Brinton - English literature - 1926 - 262 pages
...restraint make him evil. Quite late in life he can write of Daniel Boone and the Kentucky pioneers : Motion was in their days, Rest in their slumbers,...their hearts her soil ; The lust which stings, the splendour which encumbers, With the free foresters divide no spoil : Serene, not sullen, were the solitudes... | |
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