 Break, break, break, On 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!  Spare Hours, by John Brown - Pàgina 244per John Brown - 1882 - 458 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pàgines
...cold gray stones, O 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 ell fo Oh, well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go... | |
 | 1860 - 722 pàgines
...reality, and embalming in such felicitous words some of the profoundest feelings of the human heart. " Break, break, break % On thy cold gray stones, 0 sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. "0 well for the fisherman's boy That he shouts with his sister at play !... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 pàgines
...watch me from the glen below. Ah, boar me with thee, lightly borne, Dip forward under starry light, 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 To their... | |
 | 1842 - 538 pàgines
...— " Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could alter 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... | |
 | 1858 - 598 pàgines
...the ' nameless lyrics' of Tennyson, especially his " Break, Break, Break, On thy cold grey stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts...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 (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pàgines
...to my marriage-morn, And round again to happy night. BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts...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... | |
 | 1846 - 436 pàgines
...WAS MADE TO MOURN. BREAK, BREAK, BREAK.— Tennyson. BREAK, break, break, On thy cold, gray stones, O Sea, And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts...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 - 1846 - 252 pàgines
...thee, lightly bome, Dip forward under starry light, BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray atones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts...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 - 1846 - 254 pàgines
...thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. 0 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 - 1850 - 402 pàgines
...bome, Dip forward under starry light, And move me to my marriage-morn, And round again to happy night. BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, 0 Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. 0 well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play !... | |
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