BREAK, break, break,
On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.
O, well for the fisherman's boy,
That he shouts with his sister at play!
O, well for the sailor lad,
That he sings in his boat on the bay!
And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill;
But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!
Break, break, break,
At the foot of thy crags O Sea!
But the tender grace of a day that is dead
Will never come back to me.
Blogroll
About
Popular Posts
-
The day Laurie started kindergarten, he renounced corduroy overalls with bibs and began wearing bluejeans with a belt; I watched him go off ...
-
The Bindermeyer Theory By: Nicholas Wardigo CAST OF CHARACTERS EDWIN BINDERMEYER � A scientist in his late thirties, bookwormish, wear...
-
Drama is a literary composition involving conflict, action crisis and atmosphere designed to be acted by players on a stage before an audien...
-
NOW sleeps the crimson petal, now the white; Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk; Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font: The f...
-
Act I Script of Act I Julius Caesar The play by William Shakespeare Introduction This section contains the script of Act I of Julius ...
-
Act I Script of Act I Antony and Cleopatra The play by William Shakespeare Introduction This section contains the script of Act I of ...
-
Sang A Song ... This song really touched my heart" "Too Close For Comfort" I never meant the things I said To make you ...
-
I know we are in the big problem, NOW :- Let by gone be by gone!! Let's forget the problem in the past, And............... don...
-
My beautiful day !! I saw son of my aunt in Raden Saleh, He's two months .. He's handsome, too.. Love You Ezaa" :*:*muuu...
-
She was one of those pretty and charming girls born, as though fate had blundered over her, into a family of artisans. She had no marriage p...
Minggu, 08 April 2012
Langganan:
Posting Komentar (Atom)
0 komentar:
Posting Komentar