The Poetical Works of S. T. Coleridge, Том 2W. Pickering, 1835 - Всего страниц: 331 |
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... Lady offended by a sportive observation 78 Why Love is Blind 78 Lines suggested by the last Words of Berengarius 79 Sancti Dominici Pallium 80 The Devil's Thoughts 83 The two round Spaces on the Tombstone 87 Lines to a Comic Author 89 ...
... Lady offended by a sportive observation 78 Why Love is Blind 78 Lines suggested by the last Words of Berengarius 79 Sancti Dominici Pallium 80 The Devil's Thoughts 83 The two round Spaces on the Tombstone 87 Lines to a Comic Author 89 ...
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... lady's shroud . 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 ...
... lady's shroud . 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 ...
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... lady's cheek- There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf , the last of its clan , That dances as often as dance it can , Hanging so light , and hanging so high , On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky . Hush , beating ...
... lady's cheek- There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf , the last of its clan , That dances as often as dance it can , Hanging so light , and hanging so high , On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky . Hush , beating ...
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... lady so richly clad as she-- Beautiful exceedingly ! Mary mother , save me now ! ( Said Christabel , ) And who art thou ? The lady strange made answer meet , And her voice was faint and sweet : — Have pity on my sore distress , I scarce ...
... lady so richly clad as she-- Beautiful exceedingly ! Mary mother , save me now ! ( Said Christabel , ) And who art thou ? The lady strange made answer meet , And her voice was faint and sweet : — Have pity on my sore distress , I scarce ...
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... lady blest , And thus spake on sweet Christabel : All our household are at rest , The hall as silent as the cell ; Sir Leoline is weak in health , And may not well awakened be , VOL . II . 3 But we will move as if in stealth , And ...
... lady blest , And thus spake on sweet Christabel : All our household are at rest , The hall as silent as the cell ; Sir Leoline is weak in health , And may not well awakened be , VOL . II . 3 But we will move as if in stealth , And ...
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Стр. 44 - 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.
Стр. 4 - We hailed it in God's name. It ate the food it ne'er had eat, And round and round it flew. The ice did split with a thunder-fit; The helmsman steered us through! And a good south wind sprung up behind; The Albatross did follow, And every day, for food or play, Came to the mariners
Стр. 3 - Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — " The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
Стр. 16 - twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song That makes the heavens be mute. " It ceased"; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Стр. 11 - I fear thee, ancient Mariner ! I fear thy skinny hand ! And thou art long, and lank, and brown, As is the ribbed sea-sand. " I fear thee, and thy glittering eye, And thy skinny hand, so brown.
Стр. 26 - 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.
Стр. 10 - We listened and looked sideways up! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-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 clomb above the eastern bar The horned Moon, with one bright star Within the nether tip.
Стр. 12 - The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high ; But oh ! more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye ! Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse, And yet I could not die.
Стр. 5 - The Sun now rose upon the right Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day, for food or play, Came to the mariners...
Стр. 7 - There passed a weary time. Each throat was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, when looking westward, 1 beheld a something in the sky.