 Listen! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in.  Sohrab and Rustum: With Other Poems - Page 53by Matthew Arnold - 1906 - 107 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Matthew Arnold - 1868 - 264 pages
...sweet is the night air ! Only, from the long line of spray Where the ebb meets the moon-blanch'd sand, Listen! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1869 - 286 pages
...sweet is the night air! Only, from the long line of spray Where the ebb meets the moon-blanch'd sand, Listen! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence... | |
 | 1869 - 488 pages
...night, each little star glittering with frost in the cold northern sky. A walk on deck, listening to " The grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1877 - 290 pages
...light Gleams, and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Only from the long line of spray Where the ebb meets the moon-blanched sand, Listen ! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves suck... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1877 - 294 pages
...light Gleams, and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Only from the long line of spray Where the ebb meets the moon-blanched sand, Listen! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves suck... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1878 - 396 pages
...Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. p 2 Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Only,...from the long line of spray Where the sea meets the moon-blanch'd sand, Listen ! yon hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,... | |
 | William Davenport Adams - 1878 - 416 pages
...sweet is the night air ! Only, from the long line of spray Where the ebb meets the moon-blanch'd sand, Listen ! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence... | |
 | William Davenport Adams - 1878 - 418 pages
...sweet is the night air ! Only, from the long line of spray Where the ebb meets the moon-blanch'd sand, Listen ! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1879 - 392 pages
...sweet is the night-air! Only, from the long line of spray Where the sea meets the moon-blanch'd sand, Listen ! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence... | |
 | 1885 - 478 pages
...Nature is tinged with the sadness of his introspective life, as in his poem on " Dover Beach " : — " Listen ! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back and fling, At their return, up the high strand ; Begin and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence... | |
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