278. Break Break Break by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Published: July 3, 2008, 7:03 a.m.

b"A Lord Tennyson read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------\\n\\nBreak, Break, Break\\nby Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809 \\u2013 1892)\\n\\nBreak, break, break,\\nOn thy cold gray stones, O Sea!\\nAnd I would that my tongue could utter\\nThe thoughts that arise in me.\\n\\n\\nO well for the fisherman's boy,\\nThat he shouts with his sister at play!\\nO well for the sailor lad,\\nThat he sings in his boat on the bay!\\n\\n\\nAnd the stately ships go on\\nTo their haven under the hill:\\nBut O for the touch of a vanish'd hand,\\nAnd the sound of a voice that is still!\\n\\n\\nBreak, break, break,\\nAt the foot of thy crags, O Sea!\\nBut the tender grace of a day that is dead\\nWill never come back to me.\\n\\n\\nFirst aired: 28 August 2007\\n\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008"