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. Days with Uncle Jack - Page 205by John Walter Davis - 1914Full view - About this book
| Electronic journals - 1883 - 676 pages
...visited ; day-dreams indulged in amid ruined abbeys, like Foun tains, Bolton Priory, and Jervaulx. Like " the touch of a vanish'd hand and the sound of a voice that is still," reminiscences of such visits, and of the days that have gone rise within us when a... | |
| 1851 - 622 pages
...cold gray stones, O sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. " 0 well for the fisherman's boy That he shouts with his...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,... | |
| English literature - 1851 - 610 pages
...thy cold gray stones, 0 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...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But 0 for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still. " Break, break, break,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 1851 - 300 pages
...thy cold gray stones, oh 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 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 of a voice that is... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1851 - 290 pages
...cold gray stones, oh Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. 0 well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! 0 well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To the... | |
| American periodicals - 1851 - 606 pages
...cold gray stones, O sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thonghts that arise in me. " О well for the fisherman's boy That he shouts with his sister at play ! О well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! " And the stately ships go on... | |
| Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, Timothy Flint, John Holmes Agnew - Periodicals - 1851 - 578 pages
...shouts with his sisters at play: O well for the sailor lad, That be slugs in his boat on the bay I 1 And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But oh, for the touch tif a vanished hand, And the found of a voice £Aut 13 tlilt ! ' Break, break, break,... | |
| George William Curtis - Atlantic States - 1852 - 220 pages
...he sings in his boat on the bay, O well for the sailor lad, That he shouts with his sister at play. And the 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,... | |
| Fanny Lewald - Great Britain - 1852 - 672 pages
...thy cold gray stones, o Sea! And J would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. 0 well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play! О well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their... | |
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