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" 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... "
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 trang
...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill: But oh, 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, MOVE EASTWARD, HAPPY EARTH. COME HOT WHEN I AM DEAD. MOVE eastward, happy earth, and leave Yon orange...

The Christian Teacher, Tập 4

1842 - 538 trang
...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 the bay ! " And the stately...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." Vol. ii. p. 229. Yet there are parts of these volumes which appear to us objectionable. We would rather...

Poems, Tập 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 trang
...O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! 0 well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately...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...

Poems, Tập 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 trang
...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 the bay ! And the stately...still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, 0 Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose,...

Poems, Tập 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 trang
...0 well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! 0 well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately...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...

Calcutta Review, Tập 31

1858 - 598 trang
...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 the bay ! And the stately...grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to uie." In one though a very low sense, the fisher-boy in his boat on the laughing sea, the youth when...

The Living Age, Tập 213

1897 - 986 trang
...cistern." Look at this verse wrung from the greatest poet of our own day by the death of his friend:— Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O sea...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. The sea's voice breaking on its "cold, grey stones" has sung a song of natural and inevitable fate;...

Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 trang
...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 the bay ! And the stately...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, At the foot of thy crags,...

Poems, Tập 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 trang
...0 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 the bay ! And the stately...still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, 0 Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose,...

Poetry for Home and School ...

1846 - 436 trang
...stately ships go on To the 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. MAN WAS MADE TO MOURN Burns. WHEN chill November's surly blast Made fields and forests bare, One evening,...




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