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" 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 vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! "
Poems - Страница 228
написао/ла Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - 231 страница
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Man on the Ocean: A Book for Boys

Robert Michael Ballantyne - 1863 - 408 страница
...cold grey stones, 0 seal And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise ill me. Oh, well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! Oh, well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on tho bay 1 And the stately ships go on To...
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The Fisherman's Niece; Or, A Mother's Last Words

C. G. Rowe - 1863
...will. There, take that ! " and he hurled her down stairs headlong. 37 CHAPTER IV. SMUGGLING. " Oh, well for the fisherman's boy That he shouts with his sister at play ! Oh, well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! " And the stately ships go on...
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Poems: In Two Volumes, Том 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863
...cold gray stones, oh 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 the bay ! And the stately ships go on To...
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Lays and Lyrics of the Nineteenth Century

1863
...Hemans.. .. 135 Anon .. 137 Mrs.Hemani .. .. 138 LAYS AND LYRICS. Break, break, break, On thy cold grey stones, O sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in mo. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play !...
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The North-western Monthly: A Magazine Devoted to University Extension ..., Том 8

1897
...a short time before you can present the gems of literature. "Break, break, break. On thy cold grey stones, O sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise In me." "How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh that rural nature breathes...
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Ocean lays; or, The sea, the ship, and the sailor, poems, chiefly selected ...

Ocean lays - 1864
...years Then hasten to old age ! SOUTHEY. BREAK, BREAK, BREAK ! BREAK, break, break, On thy cold grey 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!...
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Poems of Alfred Tennyson

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - 639 страница
...rise To glass herself in dewy eyes That watch me from the glen below Ah, bear me with thee, smoothly borne, Dip forward under starry light, And move me...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 !...
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Words from the poets. Selected [by C.M. Vaughan] for the use of parochial ...

Words - 1866
...thousand moons will quiver ; But not by thee my steps shall be, For ever and for ever. Tennyson. SONG. 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 !"...
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The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson: Poet Laureate, Etc. Complete ..., Том 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866
...cold gray stones, oh 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 1 O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on he bay ! And the stately ships go on To their...
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Extracts from English Literature

John Rolfe - 1867 - 383 страница
...That neither present time nor years unborn Could to my sight that heavenly face restore. WORDSWOKTH. 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 !...
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