1. Break, break, break, X X / X / X / On thy cold gray stones, O sea! X / X / X / X / X And I would that my tongue could utter X / X X / X / The thoughts that arise in me.

2. X / X X / X X / O, well for the fisherman's boy, X X / X X / X X / That he shouts with his sister at play! X / X X / X / O, well for the sailor lad, X X / X X / X X / That he sings in his boat on the bay!

3. X X / X / X / And the stately ships go on X X / X / X X / To their haven under the hill; X / X X / X X / X / But O for the touch of a vanished hand, X X / X X / X X / And the sound of a voice that is still!

4. Break, break, break, X X / X X / X / At the foot of thy crags, O sea! X X / X / X X / X X / But the tender grace of a day that is dead X / X X / X / Will never come back to me.

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