Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The Worlds Best Poetry. Volume III. Sorrow and Consolation. 1904. | | | | V. Death and Bereavement | | Break, break, break | | Alfred, Lord Tennyson (18091892) |
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| On thy cold gray stones, O sea! | |
| And I would that my tongue could utter | |
| The thoughts that arise in me. | |
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| O well for the fishermans boy | 5 |
| That he shouts with his sister at play! | |
| O well for the sailor lad | |
| That he sings in his boat on the bay! | |
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| And the stately ships go on, | |
| To the haven under the hill; | 10 |
| But O for the touch of a vanished hand, | |
| And the sound of a voice that is still! | |
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| Break, break, break, | |
| At the foot of thy crags, O sea! | |
| But the tender grace of a day that is dead | 15 |
| Will never come back to me. | | | | |
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