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" 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 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... "
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1912
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The Methodist Quarterly Review, Volume 42

Methodist Church - 1860 - 722 pages
...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 At the foot of thy crags, 0 sea ! But the tender grace of a day that's dead Will never come back to me." What genuine utterances...
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The Christian Teacher, Volume 4

England - 1842 - 538 pages
...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...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,...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 pages
...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...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...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 pages
...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, O 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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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 pages
...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...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...
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Calcutta Review, Volume 31

India - 1858 - 598 pages
...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...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...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pages
...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...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,...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1846 - 254 pages
...thoughts that arise in me. 0 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...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...
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Poetry for Home and School ...

1846 - 436 pages
...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 the haven under the hill ; But, O, for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that...
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Sybil Lennard, by the author of 'The young prima donna'.

Elizabeth Caroline Grey - 1846 - 1042 pages
...that I delayed no longer than was necessary returning to Sidmoutb. CHAPTER XV. " Break, break, bieak, At the foot of thy crags, O sea ! But the tender grace of a day that it dead, Will never come back to me." TENNYSON. " The brand is on thy brow. Yet I must shade the spot,...
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