 | 1860 - Страниц: 722
...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill. But 0 for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still. " Break, break, break At the foot of thy crags, 0 sea ! But the tender grace of a day that's dead Will never come back to me." What genuine utterances... | |
 | 1842 - Страниц: 538
...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." Vol. ii. p. 229. Yet... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - Страниц: 250
...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, 0 Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - Страниц: 256
...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, 0 Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. THE POET'S SONG. THE... | |
 | 1858 - Страниц: 598
...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 uie." In one though a very... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - Страниц: 510
...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... | |
 | 1846 - Страниц: 436
...stately ships go on To the haven under the hill ; But, O, for the touch of a vanished 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. MAN WAS MADE TO MOURN... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - Страниц: 254
...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, 0 Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - Страниц: 300
...well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To the haven under the hill ; But oh for the touch of a vanished...crags, oh Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He passed by the town, and out of the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - Страниц: 290
...0 well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To the haven under the hill; But oh for the touch of a vanished...crags, oh Sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He passed by the town, and out of the... | |
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... 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 bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill... 
