| 1849 - 792 páginas
...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 yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 páginas
...mine. 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...be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 páginas
...with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads—you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his...be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans... | |
| 1842 - 538 páginas
...brought nothing but disappointment. Yet we cannot help giving another extract from the piece : — " Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some...be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to tumble from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans... | |
| Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 páginas
...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...be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans... | |
| 1844 - 714 páginas
...: the vessel puffs her sail ; There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toi1'd, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with...be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans... | |
| 1849 - 608 páginas
...sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads — you and I are old : Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere...be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Hoans... | |
| Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 páginas
...gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought withme — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and...be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans... | |
| 1845 - 732 páginas
...sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads — you and I are old; Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes all: but something ere...be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 páginas
...mine. 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...be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans... | |
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