 I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to...  The Quarterly Review - Page 3861916Full view - About this book
 | 1932 - 1028 pages
...grow old, ... I grow old I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach ? I shall wear white flannel...to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves, Combing the white hair of the waves blown back, When... | |
 | Harriet Monroe - 1915 - 380 pages
...... I grow old . . . I shall wear the bottoms of my trowsers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind ? Do I dare to eat a peach ? I shall wear white flannel trowsers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think... | |
 | Harriet Monroe - 1915 - 346 pages
...... I grow old . . . I shall wear the bottoms of my trowsers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind ? Do I dare to eat a peach ? I shall wear white flannel trowsers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think... | |
 | Stuart Petre Brodie Mais - 1917 - 344 pages
...... I grow old . . . I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind ? Do I dare to eat a peach ? I shall wear white flannel...to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward in the waves, Combing the white waves blown back When the wind blows... | |
 | Thomas Stearns Eliot - 1920 - 72 pages
...old ... I grow old . . . I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel...to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the... | |
 | Conrad Aiken - 1922 - 378 pages
...... I grow old . . . I shalljwear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind ? Do I dare to eat a peach ? I shall wear white flannel...to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the... | |
 | Richard Le Gallienne - 1925 - 448 pages
...old ... I grow old . . . I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel...to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the... | |
 | Harriet Monroe - 1926 - 326 pages
...poet's sharp and wounding edge of humor, but also by the blinding flame of beauty perceived or imagined. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves, Combing the white hair of the waves... | |
 | Harriet Monroe - 1926 - 328 pages
...poet's sharp and wounding edge of humor, but also by the blinding flame of beauty perceived or imagined. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves, Combing the white hair of the waves... | |
 | Mark Van Doren - 1928 - 1390 pages
...old ... I grow old . . . I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled, Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel...to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the... | |
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