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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... "
A guide to the coasts of Devon & Cornwall - Página 563
por Mackenzie Edward C. Walcott - 1859
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Spare Hours, Volumen2

John Brown - 1861 - 458 páginas
...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ! But 0 for the touch of a 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...
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The Lamplighter's Story: Hunted Down ; The Detective Police ; and Other ...

Charles Dickens - 1861 - 245 páginas
...the touch of a vunish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At Ihe foot of thy crags, 0 sea ! But the tender grace of a da; that is dead Will never come back to me. Yet it is not always so, for the speech of the sea is...
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the poetical works of alfred tennyson

alfred tennyson - 1862
...at play I O well for the sailor lad, And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But oh for the touch. of a vanished hand, And the sound...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...
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The Christian spectator. New ser. [of The Monthly Christian spectator].

1862
...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.' Now, the full meaning...
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Poems by Alfred Tennyson, Volumen2

1863
...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 hand, And the sound...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...
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Sunshine in Thought

1863 - 197 páginas
...life, and whose laugh rang out all day among the merriest, exclaim — oh ! with such feeling ! — "Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, 0 sea ! But the tender grave of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." " But," cry the world — and here comes the...
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Ocean lays; or, The sea, the ship, and the sailor, poems, chiefly selected ...

John Longmuir - 1864
...he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But, oh! for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound...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. ALFRED TENNYSOH. TO...
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Poems

1864
...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...
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The British Controversialist and Literary Magazine

1864
...stately ships go on To their haven nnder the hill! But 0 for the touch of a vanished hand. And the sonnd of a voice that is still! " Break, break, break, At the foot of thy cr«gs, 0 see! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me." " Out of these...
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Echoes of many voices from many lands, by A.F.

A F - 1865
...That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But oh ! for the touch of a vanished hand ! And the sound...! 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. TENNYSON. -© ...:.._...
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