The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of Wallenstein, Remorse, and Zapola ...W. Pickering, 1828 |
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... blood , And cried , A sail ! a sail ! With throats unslaked , with black lips baked , Agape they heard me call : Gramercy ! they for joy did grin , And all at once their breath drew in , As they were drinking all . See ! see ! ( I cried ) ...
... blood , And cried , A sail ! a sail ! With throats unslaked , with black lips baked , Agape they heard me call : Gramercy ! they for joy did grin , And all at once their breath drew in , As they were drinking all . See ! see ! ( I cried ) ...
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... blood with cold . DEATH , and The naked hulk alongside came , LIFE - IN- DEATH have And the twain were casting dice ; diced for the ship's crew , and she ( the latter ) winneth " The game is done ! I've , I've won ! " the ancient Quoth ...
... blood with cold . DEATH , and The naked hulk alongside came , LIFE - IN- DEATH have And the twain were casting dice ; diced for the ship's crew , and she ( the latter ) winneth " The game is done ! I've , I've won ! " the ancient Quoth ...
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... blood seemed to sip ! The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white ; From the sails the dew did drip- Till clombe above the eastern bar The horned Moon , with one bright star Within the ...
... blood seemed to sip ! The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white ; From the sails the dew did drip- Till clombe above the eastern bar The horned Moon , with one bright star Within the ...
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... blood into my head , And I fell down in a swound . How long in that same fit I lay , low dæmons , I have not to declare ; the invisible inhabitants of But ere my living life returned , the element , take part in his wrong ; and two of ...
... blood into my head , And I fell down in a swound . How long in that same fit I lay , low dæmons , I have not to declare ; the invisible inhabitants of But ere my living life returned , the element , take part in his wrong ; and two of ...
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... voice : It is the Hermit good ! He singeth loud his godly hymns That he makes in the wood . He'll shrieve my soul , he'll wash away The Albatross's blood . THE ANCIENT MARINER . PART THE SEVENTH . THIS Hermit 32 THE ANCIENT MARINER .
... voice : It is the Hermit good ! He singeth loud his godly hymns That he makes in the wood . He'll shrieve my soul , he'll wash away The Albatross's blood . THE ANCIENT MARINER . PART THE SEVENTH . THIS Hermit 32 THE ANCIENT MARINER .
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Términos y frases comunes
ALHADRA ALVAR ancient Mariner Andreas arms art thou babe beneath BETHLEN bless blood brother Cain cavern CHEF RAGOZZI child Christabel curse dæmons dare dark dead dear death didst doth dream dungeon Enter Exit eyes face faith fancy father fear gentle Geraldine GLYCINE groan guilt hand Hark hast hath hear heard heart Heaven honour Hush Illyria innocent ISIDORE king kneel Lady Sarolta LASKA light live look Lord Casimir LORD RUDOLPH Lord Valdez loud maid MONVIEDRO moon moonlight Moorish Moresco mother murder ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er OLD BATHORY ORDONIO Pestalutz POLYA pray Prince Emerick RAAB KIUPRILI rock Roland de Vaux round Saints shield shadow ship Sir Leoline sleep smile soul spake speak spirit stood strange sweet sword tale tears tell TERESA thee thine thing thou art thought traitor Twas tyrant voice wood wretch ZAPOLYA ZULIMEZ
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Página 36 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Página 62 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth And constancy lives in realms above ; And life is thorny ; and youth is vain ; And to be wroth with one we love, Doth work like madness in the brain.
Página 22 - The upper air burst into life ! And a hundred fire-flags sheen, To and fro they were hurried about ! And to and fro, and in and out, The wan stars danced between.
Página 9 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Página 30 - Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway.
Página 73 - A little child, a limber elf, Singing, dancing to itself, A fairy thing with red round cheeks, That always finds, and never seeks, Makes such a vision to the sight As fills a father's eyes with light...
Página 29 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Página 3 - By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? 'The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.' He holds him with his skinny hand, 'There was a ship,
Página 34 - Said the Hermit cheerily. The boat came closer to the ship, But I nor spake nor stirred; The boat came close beneath the ship, And straight a sound was heard.
Página 43 - Is the night chilly and dark ? The night is chilly, but not dark. The thin gray cloud is spread on high, It covers but not hides the sky. The moon is behind, and at the full ; And yet she looks both small and dull. The night is chill, the cloud is gray : 'Tis a month before the month of May, And the Spring comes slowly up this way.