...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...foreheads — you and I are old ; Old Age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet...

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...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet...

...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet...

...tenderness, and pay Meet adorat ion to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port: the vessel puffs her sail : There...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me, — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and...

...household gods, When I am gone. He works his sphere work, I mine. There lies the port: the vessel putts her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me, — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and...

...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet...

...hands of the home-keeping Telemachus, and tempt the seas once more in quest of new adventures : — " There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me, That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the...

...newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds " There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark bread seas." To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may...

...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my househould gods, When I am gone. He works his work. I mine. There lies the port: the vessel puffs her sail : There...foreheads — you and I are (old; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil; Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet...