 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 THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He  Poems - Página 61por Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1860Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 páginas
...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,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1847 - 174 páginas
...stately ships go on To their 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. SUPERSTITION. I CARE... | |
 | 1850 - 450 páginas
...haven under the hill ; But, O, for the touch of a vanished hand, And the stately ships go on 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... | |
 | George William Curtis - 1852 - 214 páginas
...stately ships go on To their 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 fled Will never come back to me." NEWPORT. X. NEWPORT.... | |
 | Lewis Gaylord Clark - 1852 - 350 páginas
...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.' THERE was much surrounding... | |
 | Fanny Lewald - 1852 - 672 páginas
...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But о 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. (Sin neuer ¿ßanb £enmf)cm'fd)er... | |
 | Maria Jane McIntosh - 1853 - 326 páginas
...have used for the expression of the feelings of that hour those lines so simple and so touching : " 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." But the sun has risen above the hills, and now flashes its light... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - 228 páginas
...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. A. TENNYSON. SONG ON... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - 234 páginas
...ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touc.h 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. A. TJBNNYSOM. SONG ON... | |
 | 1854 - 456 páginas
...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, 0 Sea, But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. MAN WAS MADE TO MOURN.... | |
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