 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 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...  Progress - Сторінка 105автори: James Platt - 1882 - 208 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Robert Michael Ballantyne - 1863 - 452 стор.
...shouts with his sister at play ! Oh, well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on tho bay 1 And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But oh for the touch of a vnnish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still I Break, break, break. At the foot of thy crags,... | |
 | Charles Godfrey Leland - 1863 - 220 стор.
...life, and whose laugh rang out all day among the merriest, exclaim — oh ! with such feeling ! — "Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, 0 sea ! But the tender grave of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." " But," cry the world — and here comes the... | |
 | 1863 - 150 стор.
...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 0 for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At... | |
 | 1863 - 588 стор.
...Carlisle ! ELIZA CRAVEX GKEEN. NELLIE'S CHRISTMAS. BY SUTHERLAND CRAVEN. " The stately ships go 011 To their haven under the hill ; But, oh ! for the touch of a vanish' d hand, And the sound of a voice that is still." c Shingletown is a quaint little out-of-way... | |
 | Ocean lays - 1864 - 400 стор.
...he shouts with his sister at play! 0 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...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. ALFRED TENNYSOH. TO... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1864 - 404 стор.
...stately ships go on To their 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 Will never come back to me. THE POET'S SONG. THE... | |
 | 1864 - 974 стор.
...stately ships go on To their haven nnder the hill! But 0 for the touch of a vanished hand. And the sonnd of a voice that is still! " Break, break, break, At the foot of thy cr«gs, 0 see! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." " Out of these... | |
 | Echoes - 1865 - 244 стор.
...shouts to his sister at play ; Oh ! 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...! 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. -© ...:.._... | |
 | Round robin - 1865 - 592 стор.
...shouts with his sister at play ! 0 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 oh, for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still." |K^ ORN in a lowly, sea-board cottage, and brought up amid... | |
 | F M. S - 1864 - 392 стор.
...has much for them to learn, and much for them to conquer. 337 CHAPTEE VI. FAJREWELL TO DOENTON. • " The stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But oh ! lor the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still." TENNYSON. EAELY the next... | |
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