 ... 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...  Ink Flings - Page 52by Flora Carleton Fagnani - 1901 - 121 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1877 - 618 pages
...stately ships go on, To the 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, At the foot of thy crags, 0 sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. ALFRED TENNYSON.... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1878 - 262 pages
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 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1878 - 688 pages
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 | Amelia B. Edwards - English poetry - 1878 - 376 pages
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 | William Cosmo Monkhouse - 1878 - 224 pages
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 | American literature - 1968 - 328 pages
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 | Martin Gardner - Poetry - 1992 - 226 pages
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 | American poetry - 1993 - 412 pages
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 | John Foster, Gordon Dennis - Juvenile Nonfiction - 1995 - 136 pages
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