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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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Daisy's Necklace: and what Came of it: (a Literary Episode.)

Thomas Bailey Aldrich - 1857 - 225 sayfa
...pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade — " He abruptly broke off, and commenced : "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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Introduction to English literature, from Chaucer to Tennyson

Henry Reed - 1857 - 360 sayfa
...obviously belonging to the same subject, written oerhaps on the heights of the Bristol Channel : " Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, 0 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...
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The Atlantic Monthly, 90. cilt

1902
...swimming up from the south with the odor of the northeast trades yet in their sails. And it 's " O, well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! " for the schooners of Chatham and Gloucester still scatter their dories above the mighty submarine...
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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 616 sayfa
...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, And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the...
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The Presbyterian Quarterly Review, 6. cilt

B. J. Wallace, Albert Barnes - 1858
...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 0 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 Methodist Review, 12. cilt;20. cilt;42. cilt

1860
...reality, and embalming in such felicitous words some of the profoundest feelings of the humau heart. " Break, break, break On thy cold gray stones, 0 sea ! And I would that my tongue could otter The thoughts that arise in me. " 0 well for the fisherman's boy That he shouts with his sister...
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ESSAYS IN BIOGRAPHY CRITICISM

PETER BAYNE - 1860
...thy 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 the...
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Nightingale Valley: A Collection, Including a Great Number of the Choicest ...

William Allingham - 1860 - 288 sayfa
...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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Horæ Subsecivæ, 1. cilt

John Brown - 1861
...delicate, and full of life, Into the eye and prospect of his soul, Than when she lived indeed." " 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 Dublin Review, 49. cilt

Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1861
...thy cold gray stones, 0 Sea, And 1 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 their...
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