 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...  The North British review - Sayfa 4741851Tam görünüm - Bu kitap hakkında
 | Henry Reed - 1858 - 424 sayfa
...obviously belonging to the same subject, written perhaps on the heights of the Bristol Channel : " Break, break, break On thy 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 play... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 642 sayfa
...fled the danger, Quoth she, "The Devil take the gowe, And God forget the stranger!" TENNYSON. l!i;r\K. 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 !... | |
 | University of Cambridge. Seatonian Prize, University of Cambridge - 1859 - 378 sayfa
...thro' the mercy of the God of Love ! HERBERT JOHN REYNOLDS, SCHOLAB OF KINO'S COLLEOX. 1853. I'.UKAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O sea, And I would that my voice could utter The thoughts that arise in me. The stately ships go on To thcir haven under the hill;... | |
 | 1859 - 136 sayfa
...the sea, and susceptible only of the same kind of embodiment. ' Break, break, break On thy cold grey stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me.' The natural way of giving vent to a feeling of interest in a bygone time,... | |
 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 sayfa
...What earthly vision never saw Man's naked soul may suddenly see,. Dreadful, past thought or doubt. 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 !... | |
 | Walter White - 1861 - 284 sayfa
...over me ; and more than once I fancied the rushing wave about to overwhelm the whole margin of sand. " Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me." The stars were beginning to twinkle : I had, therefore, again to leave... | |
 | John Brown - 1861 - 548 sayfa
...imagination " — " into the eye and prospect of his soul."1 " Break, break, break, On thy cold grey stones, O sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. 1 The passage from Shakspere prefixed to this paper, contains probably as... | |
 | 1862 - 1006 sayfa
...sadness. In his former volume there were at least casual indications what depths had been stirred. ' 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... | |
 | John Brown - 1862 - 360 sayfa
...under which such a record as In Memoriam is produced, and ** Break, break, break, On thy cold grey stones, O sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me* may give us more insight into the imaginative faculty's mode of working,... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 390 sayfa
...excellent. He has an uncommon power of presenting pictures to the eye, and often in a very few words.] 1. BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. 2. O, well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play!... | |
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