 | 502 páginas
...the rest, did feelingly aver. And now for awhile — " Our task is done : our song hath ceased ; our theme Has died into an echo. It is fit The spell should break of this protracted dream. And what is writ is writ ; would it were worthier !" And BO, wishing you, kind reader, and the gallant... | |
 | 1818 - 638 páginas
...breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted,...break of this protracted dream. The torch shall be extinguish'd which hath lit My midnight lamp — and what is writ, is writ,— Would it were worthier... | |
 | 1838 - 884 páginas
...breakers— they to mo Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted...And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here." What connexion of thought or feeling is there between the first and the second of these stanzas ? None.... | |
 | 1818 - 762 páginas
...breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror— 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted...billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — aa I do here. 185. My task is done — my song hath ceased— my theme Has died into nn echo ;... | |
 | 1833 - 1006 páginas
...breakers. They to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made thrm a terror, 'twas a childish fear ; For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy blllows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane." ChiUe HaroM. " Heaven's verge extreme Reverberates... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1818 - 648 páginas
...breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted...break of this protracted dream. The torch shall be extinguish'd which hath lit My midnight lamp — and what is writ, is writ, — Would it were worthier... | |
 | 1818 - 354 páginas
...Harold , I remember one stanza, it is deeply imprinted on my memory — hearken to it Monkbarns : — My task is done — my song hath ceased — my theme...protracted dream. The torch shall be extinguished, which huth lit My midnight lamp ; and what U writ, is writ, — Would it were worthier ! hut I am not now... | |
 | 1818 - 806 páginas
...breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted...near, And laid my hand upon thy mane— as I do here. 185. My task is done— my song hath ceased— my theme Has died into an echo ; it is fit The spell... | |
| |
And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing... 
