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" There lies the port: the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free... "
The American Whig Review - Side 34
1845
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Blackwood's Magazine, Bind 65

1849
...null's his sail : There gloom the dark-blue seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, atel thought with me — • That ever with a frolic welcome...foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something civ the end, , Some work of noble note, may...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Poems, Bind 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Poems, Bind 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 231 sider
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail: There...thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads—you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil; Death closes all: but something...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Poems, Bind 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd,and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

New Quarterly Review; Or, Home, Foreign and Colonial Journal, Bind 3

1844
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When 1 am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail ;...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toi1'd, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought withme — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts,...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Poems, Bind 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 235 sider
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...foreheads — you and I are old : Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Bind 65

1849
...: the vessel puffs his sail : There gloom the dark-blue seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with...foreheads — you and I are old; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Bind 17

1849
...: the vessel puffs his sail : There gloom the dark-blue seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, 1' " She may be seen at the lattice pane When the...climbing moon ¡я bright; With the gaze distraught of a aie old: Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 278 sider
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog




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