All these he saw; but what he fain had seen He could not see, the kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of huge trees that... The Living Age - Page 331893Full view - About this book
| 1865 - 820 pages
...kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of huge trees that branched And blossomed in the zenith, or the sweep Of some precipitous rivulet to the wave, As clown... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1864 - 200 pages
...kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The...seaward-gazing gorge, A shipwreck'd sailor, waiting for a flail : No sail from day to day, but every day The sunrise broken into scarlet shafts Among the palms... | |
| 1864 - 496 pages
...kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The...day long Sat often in the seaward-gazing gorge, A shipwrecked sailor, waiting for a sail: No sarl from day to day, but every day The sunrise broken into... | |
| Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1864 - 240 pages
...kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The...down the shore he ranged, or all day long Sat often hi the seaward-gazing gorge, A shipwreck'd sailor, waiting for a sail : No sail from day to day, but... | |
| 1864 - 560 pages
...ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of hmie trees that branch d And blossom'd in the zenith, or the sweep Of some...day long Sat often in the seaward-gazing gorge, A shipwrecked sailor, waiting fir a sail : No sail from day to day, but every day Tbe suurise broken... | |
| 1864 - 974 pages
...bnge trees, that branched And blossomed in the zenith; or the sneep Of some precipitous rivulet to tbe wave ; As down the shore he ranged, or all day long Sat often in the seaward-gazing gorge, A shipwrecked sailor, waiting for a sail. No sail from day to day, but every day The sunrise, broken... | |
| Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1864 - 446 pages
...kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of huge trees that branch' d And blossom'd in the zenith, or the sweep Of some precipitous rivulet to the wave. As down... | |
| 1864 - 808 pages
...kindly human face, Nor ever heard a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of huge trees. . . . No sail from day to day, but every day The sunrise broken into scarlet shafts Among the palms... | |
| 1864 - 744 pages
...kindly human fice, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, hut heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of huge tree« that branched And blossomed in the zenith, or the »wwp Of .«"tue precipitous rivulet to the... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1865 - 214 pages
...kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The...day long Sat often in the seaward-gazing gorge, A shipwreck' d sailor, waiting for a sail : No sail from day to day, but every day The sunrise broken... | |
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