 | Echoes - 1865 - 244 pàgines
...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. TENNYSON. -© ...:.._ • Co; LXVI. 'THOU CANST HAVE BUT ONE MOTHER." SWEET are the heavens blue, Sweet... | |
 | 1865 - 410 pàgines
...length thy bark is hurled In whirlpools of another world Eternity beneath. OXFORD. LACRYMA. " The tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." TENNYSON. [E morn of life is bright and gay : Grief like a spectre far away Is scarce in distance seen.... | |
 | Anne Maria Hampton Brewster - 1866 - 456 pàgines
...vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! " Break, break, break On thy cold gray stones, 0 Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." THE TITAN'S CHILDREN AND CAPRI THE SPHINX. HIS delicious climate of Naples is to work wonders upon... | |
 | Anne Maria Hampton Brewster - 1866 - 468 pàgines
...vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! " Break, break, break On thy cold gray stones, 0 Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." THE TITAN'S CHILDREN AND CAPRI THE SPHINX. 'HIS delicious climate of Naples is to work wonders upon... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - 398 pàgines
...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 rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He passed by the town, and out of the street,... | |
 | Words - 1866 - 368 pàgines
...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 Will never come back to me. Tennyson. THE THREE SONS. I have a son, a little son, a boy just five years old, With eyes of thoughtful... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - 400 pàgines
...hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, oh Sea I 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 passed by the town, and out of the street,... | |
 | Severn river - 1867 - 458 pàgines
...of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still. Break, break, break At the foot of the crags, 0 Sea ; But the tender grace of a day that is dead "Will never come back to me. TENNYSON. What is Certain? ÍWO things alone are certain in this world, Death and the Tax-collector.... | |
 | John Rolfe - 1867 - 404 pàgines
...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, Will never come back to me. TENNYSOV. THE old house by the lindens Stood silent in the shade, And on the gravell'd pathway The... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Jean Paul, Pedro Calderón de la Barca, Friedrich Schiller, Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra, Arthur Schopenhauer - 1868 - 586 pàgines
...Slranjuej @inb nun ju 6nbe. The pleasant days of Aranjuez are now gone. Tennyson (Poems) says : — " Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, 0 sea...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." See (Lat.) Sweet meetings. THE FUTURE. Don Carlos, I. 1. 44. O mer roetjj, 2Bag in ber Seiten 4?mtergrunbe... | |
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... 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... 
