Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep... The Princess of Alfred Tennyson Re-cast as a Drama - Page 24by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1881 - 63 pagesFull view - About this book
| Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...in individualities, But like each other even as those who love. [From The Princess.] CltADLE SONG. SWEET and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...silver moon: Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty cue, sleep, [From The Princess.] ASK ME NO MOKE. ASK me no more: the moon may draw the sea; The cloud... | |
| American Academy of Arts and Sciences - 1893 - 482 pages
...Princess," which derives no interest from narrative, but appeals simply to the ear and the poetic sense : " Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep." From the lyrics we pass to an even more important part of Tennyson's work, to what our fathers might... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 196 pages
...low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dropping moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. III. MOKN in the white wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 204 pages
...silver litanies, The work of Ida, to call down from Heaven A blessing on her labours for the world. Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. III. MOKS in the white wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 pages
...rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon ; Father will come to his babe in the uest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. III. MOBN in the white wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and... | |
| Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - 234 pages
...that grows precious in burning, — Gave out all its sweets to Love's exquisite flame ! MOORE. SONG. SWEET and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. ALFRED TBNNYSOJT. THE MARINER. YE winds that sweep the grove's green tops And kiss the mountains hoar,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 468 pages
...while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; B«st, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. m. MORN in the white wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and... | |
| Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - 228 pages
...Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon, Father will come to his babe in»the nest : Silver sails all out of the west Under the...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. ALFRED TENNYSON. THE MARINER. YE winds that sweep the grove's green tops And kiss the mountains hoar,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 216 pages
...while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; Best, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. III. MORN in the white wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 326 pages
...silver litanies, The work of Ida, to call down from Heaven A blessing on her labors for the world. Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. HI. MOKN in the white wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and... | |
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