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" 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 ; But O for the touch of a... "
Anniversary Addresses - Page 157
by Samuel Colcord Bartlett - 1894 - 517 pages
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Annual Register, Volume 101

Edmund Burke - 1860 - 900 pages
...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 is dead Will never come back to me." Or that beautiful collection of images of stillness, solemnity, and order, in which the poet refers...
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The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History and Politics of the Year ...

1860 - 876 pages
...sound of a voice that is still. " Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, 0 sea ! Bnt the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." Or that beautiful collection of images of stillness, solemnity, and order, in which the poet refers...
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Against Wind and Tide

Holme Lee - 1860 - 452 pages
...it fell the light was cornel CHAPTER THE FOURTH. THE DATS OF MOURNING. ' BREAK, break, break, At Ihu foot of thy crags, O sea, But the tender grace of a dny that is dead. Will never coine bock to me/' I. TENNYSON. THEY buried Lilian one showery February...
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The Old Curiosity Shop, Volume 3

Charles Dickens - 1861 - 318 pages
...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...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. Yet it is not always so, for the speech of the sea is various, and wants not abundant resource of cheerfulness,...
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Folk Songs

John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 pages
...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...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. ALFRED TENNYSON. THE PASSAGE. MANY a year is in its grave Since T crossed this restless wave ; And...
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Horæ Subsecivæ, Volume 1

John Brown - 1861 - 548 pages
...immortal, — more full of life, and all this submitted to — the eye and prospect of the soul. " Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O sea...of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." Out of these few simple words, deep and melancholy, and sounding as the sea, as out of a well of the...
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Spare Hours

John Brown - 1861 - 470 pages
...vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! " Break, break, break, At the foot of thjr crags, O sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." Out of these few simple words, deep and melancholy and sounding as the sea, as out of a well of the...
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The Dublin Review, Volume 49

Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1861 - 570 pages
...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 freedom and spontaneousncss of Matthew Arnold's poetry is refreshing after the constraint and artificiality...
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Poetical Works, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 pages
...vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! 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. THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He passed by the town, and out of the street, A light...
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The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Etc: Complete in Two ...

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 pages
...vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! 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. THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He passed by the town, and out of the street, A light...
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