| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1898 - 928 pagina’s
...Thro' prosperous floods his holy urn. All night no rnder air perplex Shall glimmer on the dewy decks. Thy sliding keel, till Phosphor, bright As our pure love, thro' early light Sphere all yonr lights around, above; Sleep, gentle winds, as he sleeps now, My friend, the brother... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1899 - 382 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...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 Baron Tennyson - 1899 - 996 pagina’s
...thm mourn In vain ; a favorable speed Ruffle thy mirror'd mast, and lts»d Thro' prosperous floods his holy urn. All night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding...lights around, above Sleep, gentle heavens, before th« prow; Sleep, gentle winds, as be sleep* now, My friend, the brother of my love : My Arthur, whom... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1908 - 996 pagina’s
...those that mourn In vain ; a favorable speed Ruffle thy mirror'd mast, and lead Thro' prosperous floods his holy urn. All night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding...Phosphor, bright As our pure love, thro' early light Snail glimmer on the dewy decks. Sphere all your lights around, above ; Sleep, gentle heavens, before... | |
| Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1901 - 1190 pagina’s
...those 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...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, More... | |
| Alexander Viets Griswold Allen - 1901 - 590 pagina’s
...of Tennyson, the prayer for the ship bearing the loved remains : — Sphere all your lights aronnd, above ; Sleep, gentle heavens, before the prow ; Sleep,...winds, as he sleeps now, My friend, the brother of my lore. While they waited at home, Phillips Brooks wrote a sermon on the text (Luke xxiv. 18), "Art thou... | |
| Francis St. John Thackeray, Edward Daniel Stone - 1902 - 324 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...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,... | |
| Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1902 - 1118 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...around, above; Sleep, gentle heavens, before the prow j Sleep, gentle winds, as he sleeps now, My friend, the brother of my love; My Arthur, whom I shall... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1902 - 358 pagina’s
...that mourn 5 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 keel, till Phosphor, bright 10 As our pure love, thro' early light Shall glimmer on the dewy decks. Sphere all your lights around,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1903 - 644 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 keel, till Phosphor, bright 10 As our pure love, thro' early light Shall glimmer on the dewy decks. Sphere all your lights around,... | |
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