 Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads - you and I are old; Old age hath yet his...  The Atlantic Monthly - Pàgina 3221910Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1855 - 522 pàgines
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. " There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail : There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with meThat ever with a frolic welcome... | |
 | East India college - 1856 - 480 pàgines
...whose margin fades Forever and for ever when I move." There is one other picture worthy of remark — " There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail : There gloom the dark broad seas." > We have in this the rock-encircled harbour (such as may to this day be seen among the Greek islands),... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 pàgines
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail : There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 pàgines
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail : There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me — Free hearts, free foreheads... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 pàgines
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail : There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me — Free hearts, free foreheads... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 468 pàgines
...of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mme. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail : There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome... | |
 | 1863 - 224 pàgines
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port ; the vessel puffs her sail ; There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me, That ever with a frolic welcome... | |
 | George William Lyttelton Baron Lyttelton, William Ewart Gladstone - 1863 - 224 pàgines
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port ; the vessel puffs her sail ; There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me, That ever with a frolic welcome... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1864 - 692 pàgines
...in desire to follow knowledge, like a sinking star, beyond the utmost bound of human thought. 1296 There lies the port: the vessel puffs her sail: there gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, souls that have toil'd and wrought, and thought with me — • that ever with a frolic... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - 398 pàgines
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail : There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome... | |
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