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" Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It... "
Studies in English Literature: Being Typical Selections of British and ... - Sivu 519
tekijä(t) William Swinton - 1887 - 638 sivua
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Blackwood's Magazine, Nide 65

1849 - 792 sivua
...gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis...my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of nil the western stars, until I die." St Simeon Stylites is a poem strongly and justly conceived,...

The Christian Teacher, Nide 4

1842 - 538 sivua
...Gods. The lights begin to tumble from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis...my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be...

Poems, Nide 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 sivua
...Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis...my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be...

Poems, Nide 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 sivua
...Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis...my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be...

New Quarterly Review; Or, Home, Foreign and Colonial Journal, Nide 3

1844 - 714 sivua
...Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis...my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be...

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Niteet 16–17

1849 - 608 sivua
...lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Hoans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not...my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die." Si. Simeon Stylitei is a poem strongly and justly conceived,...

Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 sivua
...Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis...my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be...

The American Whig Review, Nide 2

1845 - 732 sivua
...Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis...my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may I«...

Poems, Nide 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 sivua
...Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis...my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be...

Essays and Reviews ...

Edwin Percy Whipple - 1848 - 372 sivua
...Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : ihe deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis...my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be...




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