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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 vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still... "
Light on the Dark River: Or, Memorials of Mrs. Henrietta A. L. Hamlin ... - Sayfa 315
Meta Lander tarafından - 1854 - 321 sayfa
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song: Selected from English and American ...

Charlotte Fiske Bates Rogé - 1832 - 882 sayfa
...cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. Oh, well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at ell fo Oh, well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go...
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Punch, 101. cilt

Henry Mayhew, Mark Lemon, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman - 1891
...1881.1 141 THE BinER CRY OF THE OUTCAST WtOlR-BOY. HIIIAK, break, break, 0 Trace, on my old top C ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me ! 0, well for the fishmonger's boy That he shrieks his two notes above A. ! 0, well ior the tailor's son That he soars...
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Poems, 2. cilt

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 231 sayfa
...watch me from the glen below. Ah, boar me with thee, lightly borne, Dip forward under starry light, BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray 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!...
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The Christian Teacher, 4. cilt

1842
...cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could alter 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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Calcutta Review, 31. cilt

1858
...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 ! 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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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845
...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 the bay ! And the stately ships go on To...
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Poems, 2. cilt

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 235 sayfa
...thee, lightly 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...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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Poetry for Home and School ...

Anna Cabot Lowell - 1846
...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 the bay ! And the stately ships go on To...
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The North British review

1851
...philosophy, and godliness, rose into his mind, — " Break, break, break. On thy cold gray stones, O 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...
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The North British Review, 14. cilt

1851
...enshrined so much of the deepest affection, poetry, philosophy, and godliness, rose into his mind, — " Break, break, break, On thy cold gray 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...
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