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OF THE NINETEENTH CENTURY.

Selected

BY

John W. Gregg,

BACHELOR OF LAWS;

SENIOR MODERATOR AND GOLD MEDALLIST,
TRINITY COLLEGE, DUBLIN ;

CHAPLAIN OF GREYSTONES, CO. WICKLOW.

DUBLIN.

1863.

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On thy cold grey 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 vanish'd 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.

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