 ... 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 haven under the hill...  Poems - Seite 378von Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 379 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Thomas M. Hanckel - 1860 - 54 Seiten
...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But oh, 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, oh sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Can never come back to me." Yet who would forget... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1860 - 900 Seiten
...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 still " Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, 0 sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." Or that beautiful collection... | |
 | Holme Lee - 1860 - 452 Seiten
...it fell the light was cornel CHAPTER THE FOURTH. THE DATS OF MOURNING. ' BREAK, break, break, At Ihu foot of thy crags, O sea, But the tender grace of a dny that is dead. Will never coine bock to me/' I. TENNYSON. THEY buried Lilian one showery February... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1861 - 318 Seiten
...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 ! Break, break, break,...crags, O sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. Yet it is not always so, for the speech of the sea is various,... | |
 | John Brown - 1861 - 548 Seiten
...immortal, — more full of life, and all this submitted to — the eye and prospect of the soul. " 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." Out of these few simple words, deep and melancholy, and sounding... | |
 | Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1861 - 570 Seiten
...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But 01 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, 0 Sea, But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.'' The freedom and spontaneousncss... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1861 - 316 Seiten
...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 ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, 0 sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. Yet it is not always... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 Seiten
...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But oh 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, oh Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. THE POET'S SONG. THE... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 Seiten
...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But oh 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, oh Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. THE POET'S SONG. THE... | |
 | John Brown - 1861 - 470 Seiten
...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ! But 0 for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! " Break, break, break, At the foot of thjr crags, O sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." Out of... | |
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