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" 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; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound... "
English Lands, Letters and Kings ... - Pągina 173
per Donald Grant Mitchell - 1897
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Prolusiones academicę

Cambridge univ - 1852 - 348 pągines
...thy cold gray stones, O sea, And I would that my voice could titter The thoughts that arise in me. The stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But OI for the touch of a vanished hand, And ihe sound of a voice that is still 1 • TENNYSON. ATLANTIC...
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The Tract Magazine

1885 - 324 pągines
...Tennyson carved on the frame of that picture — "Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, 0 seal But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." Oh ! the sorrow which has filled the heart of many a youth, as he has stood by the grave of father...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pągines
...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, O Sea!...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me, MOVE EASTWARD, HAPPY EARTH. COME HOT WHEN I AM DEAD. MOVE eastward, happy earth, and leave Yon orange...
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Bentley's Miscellany, Volum 50

1861 - 676 pągines
...burning gaily. What is Madame Bois de Sandal, nee Dashwood, singing in the music-room? Tlie tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me ! That is the burden of many songs sung in this world, for some dead flowers strew most paths, and...
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The Methodist Quarterly Review, Volum 42

1860 - 722 pągines
...shouts with his sister at play ! 0 well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay 1 " And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill. But 0 for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still. " Break, break, break At...
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The Christian Teacher, Volum 4

1842 - 538 pągines
...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, O Sea...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." Vol. ii. p. 229. Yet there are parts of these volumes which appear to us objectionable. We would rather...
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Poems, Volum 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 pągines
...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, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He pass'd by the town, and out of the...
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Poems, Volum 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 pągines
...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 POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He pass'd by the town, and out of the street...
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The Money-lender, Volum 1

Catherine Grace F. Gore, Mrs. Gore (Catherine Grace Frances) - 1843 - 890 pągines
...vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still. Break—break—break, On thy cold grey stones, oh sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me! TEXSTSOK. AT the present season of the year, Basil had little difficulty in obtaining leave of absence...
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The Living Age, Volum 213

1897 - 986 pągines
...cistern." Look at this verse wrung from the greatest poet of our own day by the death of his friend:— Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O sea...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. The sea's voice breaking on its "cold, grey stones" has sung a song of natural and inevitable fate;...
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