 | Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1861 - 570 sayfa
...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... | |
 | John Brown - 1861 - 470 sayfa
...cold gray stones, 0 se* ! And I would that my tongue could nttef 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 sayfa
...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, And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But oh for... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 sayfa
...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... | |
 | John Brown - 1862 - 492 sayfa
...has produced. In itself, it has no recondite meaning, it answers fully its own sweet purpose. We " Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, 0 sea...his sister at play! 0 well for the sailor lad That lie sings in his boat on the bay ! " And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ! But... | |
 | John Alfred Langford - 1862 - 310 sayfa
...harmlessly on the pebbles, we exclaimed, with an appreciation of the words never experienced before, — " Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, 0 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 go on For... | |
 | 1862 - 1006 sayfa
...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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 sayfa
...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 I O well for the sailor lad, And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But oh for... | |
 | John Brown - 1862 - 360 sayfa
...immortal, — more full of life, and all this submitted to — the eye and prospect of the soul. "O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play I O well for the sailor lad That he sings In his boat on the bay I "And the stately ships go on To... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 468 sayfa
...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... | |
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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... 
