 | Samuel Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1853 - 228 pages
...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 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... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1853 - 228 pages
...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 ! 0 well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1853 - 234 pages
...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 ! 0 well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To... | |
 | American poetry - 1854 - 456 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...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 is still ! Break,... | |
 | 1885 - 358 pages
...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 boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under tbe hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that... | |
 | Meta Lander - Congregational churches - 1854 - 340 pages
...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 their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that... | |
 | Henrietta Keddie - 1854 - 326 pages
...cold grey stones, 0 sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter the thoughts that arise in me, Oh well for the fisherman's boy, that he shouts with his sister at play ; Oh well for the sailor lad, that he sings in his boat on the bay ; And the stately ships sail on... | |
 | Meta Lander - Congregational churches - 1854 - 364 pages
...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... | |
 | 1855 - 374 pages
...playfully, other thoughts were busy in my brain, and my heart's song was a dirge — "Break, break, break, "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, 0, for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still I "Break,... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - American poetry - 1855 - 452 pages
...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...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 is still ! Break,... | |
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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... 
