 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! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on...  The Science of English Verse - Página 98de Sidney Lanier - 1880 - 295 páginasVisualização completa - Sobre este livro
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1874 - 396 páginas
...excellent. He hs an uncommon power of presenting pictures to the eye, and often 1n a very few words ] 1. BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. 2. O, well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1874 - 200 páginas
...lea By dancing rivulets fed his flocks, To him who sat upon the rocks, And fluted to the morning sea. 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 !... | |
 | Martha Le Baron Goddard - 1874 - 248 páginas
...breaks the heart of a woman With a fisherman's careless song. ROSB TBRRY. "BREAK, BREAK, BREAK." "DREAK, break, break, •*-' On thy 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 play... | |
 | 1874 - 588 páginas
...closely allied to the " In Memoriam " as almost to form part of iti . " Break, break, break, On the 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!... | |
 | 1875 - 210 páginas
...roaring back as before, But no wave ever brings the lost youth to the shore ! 'BREAK, BREAK', BREAK." 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 !... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1875 - 356 páginas
...lea By dancing rivulets fed his flocks, To him who sat upon the rocks, And fluted to the morning sea. 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 !... | |
 | 1875 - 448 páginas
...Nor man nor nature satisfy Whom only God created. BREAK, BREAK, BREAK. BY ALFRED TENNYSON. > BEAK, 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!... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1875 - 660 páginas
...Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. BREAK, break, break, SONG. On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would th.at 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 I... | |
 | 1876 - 508 páginas
...is such glare, but bright the gloom Around the funeral pile. JOHN GC BRAINARO. Break, Break, Break. 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 !... | |
 | Anna Randall Diehl - 1876 - 458 páginas
...facetious grin to her mollified favorite as they shook hands and Darted. Mary Ferrier. Break! Break! Break! Break, break, break, On 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 !... | |
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