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" It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. 'Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. "
The poetical and dramatic works of S.T. Coleridge 3 vols - Página 20
por Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847
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Chambers's supplementary reader, selected from Miscellany of ..., Tema 2

Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1872 - 134 páginas
...made ; Its path was not upon the sea In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring— It mingled strangely with...sweetly blew the breeze— •On me alone it blew. The boat came close beneath the ship, And straight a sound was heard. Under the water it rumbled on,...
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Longer English poems, with notes, ed. by J.W. Hales, Tema 440

John Wesley Hales - 1872 - 552 páginas
...path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. 455 "It raised my hair, it fann'd my cheek, Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with...like a welcoming. "Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, 4*o Yet she sailed softly too : Sweetly, sweetly blew the breese — On me alone it blew. "Oh! dream...
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The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1873 - 472 páginas
...: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. (j \ Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed And the anI The light-house top I see ? cicnt Mariner Is this...
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Towards a Romantic Conception of Nature: Coleridge's Poetry Up to 1803 : a ...

Hendrik Roelof Rookmaaker - 1984 - 232 páginas
...made: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. (11. 452-463) This is the first time after his nightmare that the mariner experiences a beneficial...
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Self, Sign, and Symbol

Mark Neuman, Michael Payne - 1987 - 196 páginas
...the sea came he, / Still hid in mist, and on the left / Went down into the sea"); lines 404-7, p. 204 ("Oh! dream of joy! is this indeed / The lighthouse top I see? / Is this the hill? Is this the kirk? / Is this mine own countree?"); and lines 570-71, p. 207 ("And...
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The Unknown O'Neill: Unpublished Or Unfamiliar Writings of Eugene O'Neill

Eugene O'Neill - 1988 - 458 páginas
...made: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fann'd my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with...welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sail'd softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. A hill appears with a...
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Strange Power of Speech: Wordsworth, Coleridge, and Literary Possession

Susan Eilenberg - 1992 - 302 páginas
...that blows as it comes to land has no navigational use: Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sail'd softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. [457-60,465-68] The ship shares too the fate of the albatross, whose behavior foreshadows elements...
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Coleridge and Textual Instability: The Multiple Versions of the Major Poems

Jack Stillinger - 1994 - 268 páginas
...Its path was not upon the sea, 455 In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. 460 Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze —...
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The Columbia Anthology of British Poetry

Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 páginas
...made: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. And the ancient Mariner beholdeth his native country. Oh! dream of joy! is this indeed The light-house...
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Murder on Deck!: Shipboard & Shoreline Mystery Stories

Rosemary Herbert - 1998 - 360 páginas
...of red wine. It spread across the tablecloth, Hilda told me, in words I was to remember, like blood. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. It blew on me alone because I was taking a solitary stroll in the early morning before the waking hour...
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