 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...  The North British review - 474 psl.1851Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | George Richard Beaumont - 1878 - 150 psl.
...vow that little brute Shall pay for this to-night. 1871 (?) * Break, break, break, On thy cold grey stones, O sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. Tennyson. Spring. OW that the Winter's gone, we'll have no more The cold... | |
 | 1879 - 496 psl.
...Their chief season is the spring, and they are then delicious meat." — All the Year Round. ITS " BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. ****** And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But 0... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1879 - 362 psl.
...For several years his residence was on the Isle of Wight. In 1884, be was raised to the peerage. 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. Oh, well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play!... | |
 | David Flemming Little - 1880 - 40 psl.
...bows down in love — In the homage of a cultured soul THE SOLACE OF PHILANTHROPY TO THE OVERBURDENED. Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that, my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. Tennyson. TREAK, break, break, On the rocks of iife, oh heart ! I would... | |
 | Sidney Lanier - 1880 - 342 psl.
...substantial reproduction * of the rhythmic movement of the voice in reciting the following stanza: Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O sea : And I would that my tongue coujd utter The thoughts that arise in me. But, examining the noted scheme, it is seen that in the... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 psl.
...Plough, We 'll not forget the Sword I " ALFRED TENNYSON. TO THE SEA. BREAK, break, break On thy cold grey stones, O sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. Oh, well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1881 - 704 psl.
...Her household fled the danger, Quoth she, " The Devil take the goose, And God forget the stranger !" 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 !... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 psl.
...slave, thy yellow dross I scorn! Go mix thee with thy kindred clay ! JOHN LEYDEN. BREAK, BREAK, BREAK. h crown and kingdom is. ROBERT llREKSfc. CABELESS CONTENT. I AM thoughts that arise in me. Oh, well for the fisherman's boy That he shouts with his sister at play... | |
 | Anna Callender Brackett - 1881 - 348 psl.
...see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. William Shakespeare. 192* BREAK:, BREAK, BREAK. 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 !... | |
 | 1881 - 352 psl.
...piece of work for a whole long, sweet thirty-six hours !" ' ' There is sorrow on the sea." ' BBEAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that ariHe in me. And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But 0 for the... | |
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