 | 1850 - 550 pagina’s
...that mourn In vain ; a favourable speed Ruffle thy mirror'd mast, and lead Thro' prosperous floods his holy urn. All night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding...poems addressed to this ship, and most of them of a wonderful beauty, yet so full of the untroubled suggestions of fancy, and of the finest observation... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 236 pagina’s
...that mourn In vain ; a favourable speed Ruffle thy mirror'd mast, and lead Thro' prosperous floods his holy urn. All night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding...before the prow Sleep, gentle winds, as he sleeps now, l2 My Arthur, whom I shall not see Till all my widow 'd race be run ; Dear as the mother to the son,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 pagina’s
...that mourn In vain ; a favourable speed Ruffle thy mirror 'd mast, and lead Thro' prosperous floods his holy urn. All night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding...before the prow ; Sleep, gentle winds, as he sleeps new, My friend, the brother of my love. 12 My Arthur ! whom I shall not see Till all my widow'd race... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 272 pagina’s
...that mourn In vain ; a favorable speed Ruffle thy mirrored mast, and lead Through prosperous floods his holy urn. All night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding keel, till Phosphor, bright As our pure love, through early light Shall glimmer on the dewy decks. Sphere all your lights around, above ; Sleep,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 pagina’s
...that mourn In vain ; a favourable speed Euffle thy mirror'd mast, and lead Thro' prosperous floods his holy urn. All night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding...as he sleeps now, My friend, the brother of my love ; My Arthur, whom I shall not see Till all my widow' d race be run ; Dear as the mother to the son,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1851 - 234 pagina’s
...those that mourn In vain; a favourable speed Euffle thy mirror'd mast, and lead Thro' prosperous floods his holy urn. All night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding...as he sleeps now, My friend, the brother of my love ; My Arthur, whom I shall not see Till all my widow'd race be run ; Dear as the mother to the son,... | |
 | 1851 - 724 pagina’s
...All night no ruder air perplex Thy eliding keel, till 1'liosphor, bright As our pure love, through early light Shall glimmer on the dewy decks. " Sphere...the prow ; ¡Sleep, gentle winds, as he sleeps now, lly friend, the brother of my love. '• My Arthur ! whom I f-hiul not вес Till all my widowed race... | |
 | 1851 - 494 pagina’s
...those that mourn In vain, a favorable speed, KufHe thy mirror'd mast et lead Through prosperous floods his holy urn. All night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding Keel, till Phosphor, bright As our pure love, through early light Shall glimmer on the dewy decks. Sphere all your lights around, above; Sleep gentle... | |
 | 1851 - 1220 pagina’s
...that mourn In vain ; a favorable speed Ruffle thy mirrored mast, and lead Through prosperous floods his holy urn. " All night no ruder air perplex Thy...sliding keel, till Phosphor, bright As our pure love, through early light Shall glimmer on the dewy decks. " Sphere all your lights around, above ; Sleep,... | |
 | 1851 - 658 pagina’s
...o'er. * . * * * Sphere all your lights around, ahove ; Sleep, gentle heavens, before the prow; Sloop, gentle winds, as he sleeps now, My friend, the brother of my love. X. 1 hear the noise about thy keel ; I hear the bell struck in the night ; I see the cabin-window bright... | |
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Thro' prosperous floods his holy urn. All night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding keel, till Phosphor, bright As our pure love, thro' early light Shall glimmer on the dewy decks. Sphere all your lights around, above; Sleep, gentle heavens, before the prow;... 
