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Bøker Bok 110 av 180... my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's...
" ... 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... "
Rose-Belford's Canadian Monthly and National Review - Side 61
1882
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The Methodist Quarterly Review

1860
...lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay 1 " And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill. But 0 for the touch of a vanished hand, And...of thy crags, 0 sea ! But the tender grace of a day that's dead Will never come back to me." What genuine utterances are the following, not to be mistaken...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 231 sider
...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,...crags, 0 Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He pass'd by the town, and out of the...
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The Christian teacher, Volum 4

1842
...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." Vol. ii. p. 229. Yet...
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Poems, Volum 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842
...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 THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose,...
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The Calcutta Review, Volum 31

1858
...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 uie." In one though a very...
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Poems

1845
...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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Poems, Volum 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846
...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,...crags, 0 Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He pass'd by the town, and out of the...
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Poetry for Home and School ...

1846
...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, O 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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The North British Review, Volum 14

Allan Freer - 1851
...lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! " And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But 0 for the touch of a vanished hand, And...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." Out of these few simple...
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The North British review

1851
...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." Out of these few simple...
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