 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...  Annual Statistical Report - Seite 6921911Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Walter White - 1861 - 284 Seiten
...over me ; and more than once I fancied the rushing wave about to overwhelm the whole margin of sand. " Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me." The stars were beginning to twinkle : I had, therefore, again to leave... | |
 | John Brown - 1861 - 548 Seiten
...imagination " — " into the eye and prospect of his soul."1 " Break, break, break, On thy cold grey stones, O sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. 1 The passage from Shakspere prefixed to this paper, contains probably as... | |
 | 1862 - 1006 Seiten
...sadness. In his former volume there were at least casual indications what depths had been stirred. ' 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... | |
 | John Brown - 1862 - 360 Seiten
...under which such a record as In Memoriam is produced, and ** Break, break, break, On thy cold grey stones, O sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me* may give us more insight into the imaginative faculty's mode of working,... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 390 Seiten
...excellent. He has an uncommon power of presenting pictures to the eye, and often in 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!... | |
 | 1863 - 150 Seiten
...Hemans.. .. 135 Anon .. 137 Mrs.Hemani .. .. 138 LAYS AND LYRICS. Break, break, break, On thy cold grey stones, O sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in mo. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play !... | |
 | 1897 - 678 Seiten
...a short time before you can present the gems of literature. "Break, break, break. On thy cold grey stones, O sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise In me." "How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh that rural nature breathes... | |
 | Ocean lays - 1864 - 400 Seiten
...years Then hasten to old age ! SOUTHEY. BREAK, BREAK, BREAK ! BREAK, break, break, On thy cold grey 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 - 1866 - 734 Seiten
...borne, Dip forward under starry light, And move me to my marriage-morn, And round again to happy night. 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 !... | |
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