 | 1849 - 792 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 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...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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 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...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... | |
 | 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...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... | |
 | 1849 - 608 páginas
...his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs his sail : There gloom the dark-blue seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought,...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... | |
 | 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...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... | |
 | 1845 - 732 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...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... | |
 | 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...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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 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...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... | |
 | Edwin Percy Whipple - 1848 - 372 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...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... | |
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Death closes all: but something ere 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... 
