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Bøker Bok 1120 av 189BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue...
" 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... "
Rose-Belford's Canadian Monthly and National Review - Side 61
1882
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1850
...thy cold gray stones, 0 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...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851
...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...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 still ! Break,...
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The North British Review, Volum 14

Allan Freer - 1851
...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...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 the sound of a voice that...
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The North British review

1851
...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...boat on the bay ! " 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...
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POEMS

ALFRED TENNYSON - 1851
...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...
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The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volum 22

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1851
...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...
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Knick-Knacks

L. GAYLORD CLARK - 1852
...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...boat on the bay ! ' And the 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...
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Knick-Knacks from an Editor's Table

Lewis Gaylord Clark - 1852 - 335 sider
...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...boat on the bay ! ' And the 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...
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England und Schottland: Reisetagebuch

Fanny Lewald - 1852
...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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Poems, Volum 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853
...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...! 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 still ! Break,...
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