 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 took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free...  The American Whig Review - Сторінка 361845Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1849 - 792 стор.
...null's his sail : There gloom the dark-blue seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, atel thought with me — • That ever with a frolic welcome...foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something civ the end, , Some work of noble note, may... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 стор.
...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 :...foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 стор.
...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...thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads—you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil; Death closes all: but something... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 стор.
...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 :...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd,and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the... | |
 | 1844 - 714 стор.
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When 1 am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail ;...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toi1'd, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 стор.
...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 :...mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought withme — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 стор.
...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 :...foreheads — you and I are old : Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet... | |
 | 1849 - 864 стор.
...: the vessel puffs his sail : There gloom the dark-blue seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with...foreheads — you and I are old; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1849 - 608 стор.
...: the vessel puffs his sail : There gloom the dark-blue seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, 1' " She may be seen at the lattice pane When the...climbing moon ¡я bright; With the gaze distraught of a aie old: Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 300 стор.
...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 :...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the... | |
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