 But, O, for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.  Calcutta Review - Sayfa 3531858Tam görünüm - Bu kitap hakkında
 | 1851 - 604 sayfa
...thonghts that arise in me. " О well for the fisherman's boy That he shouts with his sister at play ! О well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But О for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is null, " Break, brpnk, break,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 290 sayfa
...thoughts that arise in me. 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! And the stately ships go on To the haven under the hill; But oh for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, Timothy Flint, John Holmes Agnew - 1851 - 578 sayfa
...shouts with his sisters at play: O well for the sailor lad, That be slugs in his boat on the bay I 1 And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But oh, for the touch tif a vanished hand, And the found of a voice £Aut 13 tlilt ! ' Break, break, break,... | |
 | Fanny Lewald - 1852 - 672 sayfa
...thoughts that arise in me. 0 well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play! О well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat...And the stately ships go on To their haven under the lull, But о for the touch of a vanish'd hand And the sound of a voice that is still. Break, break,... | |
 | George William Curtis - 1852 - 214 sayfa
...he sings in his boat on the bay, O well for the sailor lad, That he shouts with his sister at play. 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. Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags,... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - 228 sayfa
...boatman rest their oars and say Miserere Domine ! COLERIDGE. BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter...their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish' d hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 468 sayfa
...thee, lightly borne, Dip forward under starry light, BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, oh Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts...boat on the bay ! And the- stately ships go on To the haven under the hill ; But oh for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 404 sayfa
...thoughts that arise in me. O 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...their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish' d hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags,... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - 234 sayfa
...thoughts that arise in me O 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...their haven under the hill ; But O for the touc.h of a vanish' d hand, And the sound'of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags,... | |
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