Break, Break, Break

Alfred Lord Tennyson

1809 to 1892

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Track 1

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Every 10th word

Break, break, break,
         On thy cold gray stones, ______ Sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
         The thoughts that arise in me.

O, well for ______ fisherman's boy,
         That he shouts with his sister ______ play!
O, well for the sailor lad,
         That ______ sings in his boat on the bay!

And the ______ ships go on
         To their haven under the hill;
But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand,
         And the sound of a voice that is still!

Break, break, break
         At the foot of thy crags, ______ Sea!
But the tender grace of a day that ______ dead
         Will never come back to me.

O O at he is stately the