...at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd ! But now 1 only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. Ah, love, let us be true To...

...at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd ! But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges duar And naked shingles of the world. Ah, love, let us be true To one...

...at the full, And round earth's shore, Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled, But now I only hear Its melancholy long withdrawing roar Retreating...vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. WHEN Matthew Arnold wrote these mournful lines, he was worried because the new science had made it...

...too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating,...the night wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shmgles of the world (Dover Beach). It ought to be added that there is nevertheless a reason for the...

...of a bright girdle furl'd. But now I only he'ar Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Eetreating, to the breath Of the night wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world (Dover Beach). It ought to be added that there is nevertheless a reason for the popular conception,...

...too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night- winds, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. Ah, love, let us be true To one another...

...at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle f url'd. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-winds, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. Ah, love, let us be true To...

...too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world, r ^ "\ JMI -4--i' ! '-'», love,...

...too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. Ah, love, let us be true To...

...too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world." But the utter and unrelieved...