 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 228написао/ла Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 231 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | John Rolfe - 1867 - 404 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 !... | |
 | Severn river - 1867 - 458 страница
...patrii casa parva coloni Sancta sit, ut summi principie ampla domus. к. Break, break, break. REAK, 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 ;... | |
 | Edward Campbell Tainsh - 1868 - 262 страница
...cliffs, and conceived that sad, beautiful little poem that always seems to me a part of In Memoriam. " Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O sea,...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 .< , To... | |
 | Henry Allon - 1854 - 622 страница
...more modern and more cultured poets. Thus Tennyson: ' Break, break, break, On thy cold grey stones, 0 sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts...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... | |
 | Galveston, Author of Milly Clifford - 1868 - 276 страница
...other birds. The waters of the Gulf dashing upon the shore, made Amy, with Tennyson, exclaim — " Break, break, break, On thy cold, gray stones, O sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter .The thoughts that arise in me." Before the barque went the pilot-boat, throwing out the lead, and displaying... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1868 - 402 страница
...forward under starry light, And move me to my marriage-morn, And round again to happy night. 978 X 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 !... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1868 - 340 страница
...thy cold grey stones, 0 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 ! TENNYSON. Bocks of my country !... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1869 - 658 страница
...rise To glass herself in dewy eyes That watch me from the glen below Ah, bear me with tlice, 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 1... | |
 | William Henry Hamilton Rogers - 1869 - 238 страница
...passers below. Surely, we thought, here is the Laureate's happily conceived picture of a verity : — " 0 well for the fisherman's boy That he shouts with...well for the sailor lad That he sings in his boat in the bay." and as we looked at the merry lad, and then at the smiling sea, the inward prayer flashed... | |
 | Bible Christians - 1869 - 608 страница
...He looks around upon the objects that strike the eye in that sea- coast scene, and sings again — " 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." His thoughts are contrasting his own state of feeling... | |
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