...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,...vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. " ?his dreariness seemed to permeate all his writings, for through o\it his life he never came to know...

...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,...vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. I" Ah, love, let us be true / To one another ! for the world, which seems } To lie before us like a...

...of a bright girdle furl'd. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Eetreating, 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 one another ! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land...

...too, 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. Ah, love, let us be true To one another ! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of...

...Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled. 6 The italics are mine, 7 Poems, p. 282. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating...the breath Of the night wind, down the vast edges dread And naked shingles of the world.8 And, even if we still clasp faith of some kind, we are after...

...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...

...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...vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. Ah, love, let us be true To one another ! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of...

...bright girdle, furled; But now I only hear Its melancholy long withdrawing roar Retreating to the hreath Of the night wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world." It is written in fervour of spirit, out of the fulness of her heart. Suffering keenly as she did from...

...and my heart failed me as I looked in her brave eyes, and turned away. CHAPTER XIX " But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar Retreating to the breath Of the night-wind down the edges drear And naked shingles of the world." I SOUGHT Mary, who alarmed me by...

...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...