"Break, Break, Break....."

31 December 2008

This is one of Tennyson's best & my fav:

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 vanished 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.

6 Comments, Opinions & What Have you!:

Twisted Elegance.... 12/31/2008  

Beautiful! Really Beautiful :)

Dewdrop 1/04/2009  

Nice... Why don't u try writing some poetry of your own?

Anand 1/09/2009  

I observe u r good with ur thots. Ill visit u again sometime soon.

Vijayshryaln 1/19/2009  

even d poem is romantic..

Vijayshryaln 1/19/2009  
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Vijayshryaln 1/20/2009  

lovely words..... applausss...


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