 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 ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a...  The North British Review - Página 4821851Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 390 páginas
...O, well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! 3. And the stately ships go on 4 Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. LXXX.— THE CHARACTER OF GREENE. HEADLEY. 1. NEXT to Washington, Greene was the ablest com' mander... | |
 | 1863 - 150 páginas
...stately ships go on, To their haven under the hill ; But 0 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, 0 sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead, Will never come back to me. A lonely rock On the... | |
 | Robert Michael Ballantyne - 1863 - 452 páginas
...hand, And the sound of a voice that is still I Break, break, break. At the foot of thy crags, 0 seal But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." A.SXIL-Vr U A1.1.EV. CHAPTER V. ANCIENT SHIPS. EVERYTHING must have a beginning, and, however right... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 468 páginas
...stately ships go on To the 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, At the foot of thy crags, oh Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. THE POET'S SONG. THE... | |
 | Charles Godfrey Leland - 1863 - 220 páginas
...with such feeling ! — "Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, 0 sea ! But the tender grave of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." " But," cry the world — and here comes the great argument — " pathos is inseparable from humanity.... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1864 - 404 páginas
...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. THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He pass'd by the town and out of the street,... | |
 | Ocean lays - 1864 - 400 páginas
...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. ALFRED TENNYSOH. TO A WAVE. LIST ! thou child of wind and sea, Tell me of the far-off deep, Where the... | |
 | 1864 - 672 páginas
...thee my steps shall be for ever and for ever."|j And again in the equally mournful, equally musical, " Break, break, break, at the foot of thy crags, O Sea...of a day that is dead will never come back to me." — Owen Meredith, too, has " A Farewell," like the laureate, of which the first stanza ends with Never... | |
 | 1864 - 974 páginas
...stately ships go on To their haven nnder the hill! But 0 for the touch of a vanished hand. And the sonnd of a voice that is still! " Break, break, break, At the foot of thy cr«gs, 0 see! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." " Out of these... | |
 | Echoes - 1865 - 244 páginas
...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 ! At the foot of thy crags, oh sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead, Will never come back to me. TENNYSON. -© ...:.._... | |
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