 All these he saw; but what he fain had seen He could not see, the kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of huge trees that...  The Living Age - Seite 331893Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | 1865 - 820 Seiten
...kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of huge trees that branched And blossomed in the zenith, or the sweep Of some precipitous rivulet to the wave, As clown... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1864 - 200 Seiten
...kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The...seaward-gazing gorge, A shipwreck'd sailor, waiting for a flail : No sail from day to day, but every day The sunrise broken into scarlet shafts Among the palms... | |
 | 1864 - 496 Seiten
...kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The...day long Sat often in the seaward-gazing gorge, A shipwrecked sailor, waiting for a sail: No sarl from day to day, but every day The sunrise broken into... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1864 - 240 Seiten
...kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The...down the shore he ranged, or all day long Sat often hi the seaward-gazing gorge, A shipwreck'd sailor, waiting for a sail : No sail from day to day, but... | |
 | 1864 - 560 Seiten
...ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of hmie trees that branch d And blossom'd in the zenith, or the sweep Of some...day long Sat often in the seaward-gazing gorge, A shipwrecked sailor, waiting fir a sail : No sail from day to day, but every day Tbe suurise broken... | |
 | 1864 - 974 Seiten
...bnge trees, that branched And blossomed in the zenith; or the sneep Of some precipitous rivulet to tbe wave ; As down the shore he ranged, or all day long Sat often in the seaward-gazing gorge, A shipwrecked sailor, waiting for a sail. No sail from day to day, but every day The sunrise, broken... | |
 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1864 - 446 Seiten
...kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of huge trees that branch' d And blossom'd in the zenith, or the sweep Of some precipitous rivulet to the wave. As down... | |
 | 1864 - 808 Seiten
...kindly human face, Nor ever heard a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of huge trees. . . . No sail from day to day, but every day The sunrise broken into scarlet shafts Among the palms... | |
 | 1864 - 744 Seiten
...kindly human fice, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, hut heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of huge tree« that branched And blossomed in the zenith, or the »wwp Of .«"tue precipitous rivulet to the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1865 - 214 Seiten
...kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The...day long Sat often in the seaward-gazing gorge, A shipwreck' d sailor, waiting for a sail : No sail from day to day, but every day The sunrise broken... | |
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