 | Anna Callender Brackett - 1881 - 348 páginas
...see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. William Shakespeare. 192* BREAK:, BREAK, BREAK. 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 !... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1881 - 742 páginas
...dancing rivulets fed his flocks, To him who sat upon the rocks, And fluted to the morning sea. UREAE, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. 140 O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play... | |
 | 1881 - 352 páginas
...piece of work for a whole long, sweet thirty-six hours !" ' ' There is sorrow on the sea." ' BBEAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that ariHe in me. And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But 0 for the... | |
 | Austin Barclay Fletcher - 1881 - 498 páginas
...and gory : We carved not a line ; we raised not a stone, But we left him alone in his glory. WOLFE. Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O sea ! And I woidd that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. Break, break, break, At the foot of... | |
 | 1882 - 812 páginas
...their high conceit. When man in the bush with God may meet ? RALPH WALDO £HBBSON. BREAK, BREAK, BREAK. 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 !... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1882 - 656 páginas
...wateh me from the glen below. Ah, bear me with thee, smoothly borne, Dip forward under starry light, 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 !... | |
 | Robert McLean Cumnock - 1882 - 420 páginas
...evil behavior, And leaving, with meekness, Her sins to her Savior 1 THOMAS HOOD. BREAK, BREAK, BREAK. 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 I... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1882 - 558 páginas
...requires a movement but little less slow than those mentioned : — [1.] "Break! Break! Break 1" 1. "Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O sea ! And I would that ray tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. 2. " O well for the fisherman's boy That he shouts... | |
 | 1076 páginas
...ST. ORME. BY LADY CONSTANCE HOWARD. CHAPTER I. ST. ORME. • " Break, break, break ! On thy cold grey stones, O sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me." TENNYSON fl^EN o'clock on a lovely June morning. The breakfast bell is... | |
 | Peter Henry Emerson - 1882 - 422 páginas
...and that is the woman we love." CHAPTER XXXIX. THE FAREWELL. "Break, break, break, On thy cold grey stones, O sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. * * * * "And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But... | |
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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... 
