 BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on...  Eighth Reader - Page 428by Walter Lowrie Hervey, Melvin Hix - 1918 - 488 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 252 pages
...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish 'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break,...crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He pass'd by the town, and out of the... | |
 | Mrs. Grey (Elizabeth Caroline) - English fiction - 1848 - 134 pages
...imagined that I delayed no longer than was necessary returning to Sidmouth. CHAPTEK LIH. " Break, brook, break, At the foot of thy crags, O sea ! But the tender...of a day that is dead, Will never come back to me." — TEHNYSON. " The brand is on thy brow. Yet I must shade the spot, For who will love thee now, If... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 402 pages
...he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But 0 for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of...still! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, 0 Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. THE POET'S SONG. THE... | |
 | 1851 - 622 pages
...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still. " Break, break, break,...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." Out of these few simple words, deep, and melancholy, and sounding as the sea, as out of a well of the... | |
 | American periodicals - 1851 - 604 pages
...hill ; But О for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is null, " Break, brpnk, break, At the foot of thy crags, O sea ! But the tender...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." Out of these few simple words, deep, and melancholy, and sounding as the sea, as out of a well of the... | |
 | Lewis Gaylord Clark - Wit and humor - 1852 - 388 pages
...shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! ' And the stately ships go on To their haven under the...of a day that Is dead Will never come back to me.' THERE was much surrounding caehination where this circumstance was mentioned the other evening : A... | |
 | Fanny Lewald - Great Britain - 1852 - 672 pages
...he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the lull, But о for the touch of a vanish'd hand And the sound of...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. Qin neuer ЗЗапЬ îenniffon^er @еЫф*с, "lo шеiiioriani« betitelt, ben iá) in ?onbon gelefen,... | |
 | George William Curtis - Atlantic States - 1852 - 214 pages
...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still. Break, break, break,...crags, O Sea ; But the tender grace of a day that is fled Will never come back to me." NEWPORT. X. NEWPORT. SEPTEMBEE. THE golden-rods begin to flame... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1853 - 228 pages
...shouts with his sister at play ! 0 well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. A. TENHYSOH. SONG ON THE WATER. WILD with passion, sorrow-beladen, : Bend the thought of thy stormy... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1853 - 228 pages
...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish' d hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break,...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. A. TENNYSON. SONG ON THE WATER. WILD with passion, sorrow-beladen, Bend the thought of thy stormy soul... | |
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