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" Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep, Where the winds are all asleep; Where the spent lights quiver and gleam; Where the salt weed sways in the stream; Where the sea-beasts ranged all round Feed in the ooze of their pasture-ground... "
The Gentleman's Magazine - Page 352
1886
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1853 - 298 pages
...on the windy shore. Then come down. She will not come though you call all day. Come away, come away. Children dear, was it yesterday We heard the sweet...the spent lights quiver and gleam ; Where the salt weed sways in the stream ; Where the sea-beasts rang'd all round Feed in the ooze of their pasture-ground...
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Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 386 pages
...on the windy shore. Then come down. She will not come though you call all day. Come away, come away. Children dear, was it yesterday We heard the sweet...the spent lights quiver and gleam ; Where the salt weed sways in the stream ; AVhere the sea-beasts rang'd all round Feed in the ooze of their pasture-ground...
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 350 pages
...on the windy shore. Then come down. She will not come though you call all day. Come away, come away. Children dear, was it yesterday We heard the sweet...Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep, Where the winds arc all asleep : Where the spent lights quiver and gleam ; Where the salt weed sways in the stream...
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Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 348 pages
...on the windy shore. Then come down. She will not come though you call all day. Come away, come away. Children dear, was it yesterday We heard the sweet bells over the bay r In the caverns where we lay, Through the surf and through the swell. The far-off sound of a silver...
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Matthew Arnold - 1857 - 344 pages
...on the windy shore. Then come down. She will not come though you call all day. Come away, come away. Children dear, was it yesterday We heard the sweet bells over the bay ? J In the caverns where we lay, Through the surf and through the swell, The far-off sound of a silver...
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The Children's Garland: From the Best Poets

Coventry Patmore - 1862 - 372 pages
...on the windy shore, Then come down. She will not come though you call all day. Come away, come away. Children dear, was it yesterday We heard the sweet...the spent lights quiver and gleam ; Where the salt weed sways in the stream ; Where the sea-beasts rang'd all round Feed in the ooze of their pasture...
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The poetical reader for school and home use, ed. by J.C. Curtis

John Charles Curtis - 1863 - 178 pages
...on the windy shore, Then come down, She will not come though you call all day Come away, come away. Children dear, was it yesterday We heard the sweet...the spent lights quiver and gleam ; Where the salt weed sways in the stream ; Where the sea beasts ranged all round Feed in the ooze of their pasture...
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Playtime with the poets: a selection of the best English poetry for the use ...

Playtime - 1863 - 436 pages
...on the windy shore, Then come down. She will not come though you call all day. Come away, come away. Children dear, was it yesterday We heard the sweet...far-off sound of a silver bell ? Sand-strewn caverns still and deep, Where the winds are all asleep ; H6 THE FORSAKEN MERMAN. Where the spent lights quiver...
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The Late English Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 562 pages
...the windy shore ; Then come down. She will not come, though you call all day. Come away, come away. Children dear, was it yesterday We heard the sweet...the spent lights quiver and gleam ; Where the salt weed sways in the stream ; Where the sea-beasts, ranged ail round, Feed in the ooze of their pasture-ground...
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Spring-time with the poets, poetry selected and arranged by F. Martin

Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 pages
...on the windy shore, Then come down. She will not come though you call all day. Come away, come away. Children dear, was it yesterday We heard the sweet...the spent lights quiver and gleam ; Where the salt weed sways in the stream ; Where the sea-beasts ranged all round Feed in the ooze of their pasture...
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