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In mist or cloud , on mast or shroud , It perched for vespers nine ; Whiles all the
night , through fog - smoke white , Glimmered the white moon - shine . " The
ancient Mariner inhospitably killeth the pious bird of good omen . “ God save thee
...
In mist or cloud , on mast or shroud , It perched for vespers nine ; Whiles all the
night , through fog - smoke white , Glimmered the white moon - shine . " The
ancient Mariner inhospitably killeth the pious bird of good omen . “ God save thee
...
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About , about , in reel and rout The death - fires danced at night ; The water , like
a witch's oils , Burnt green , and blue and white . A spirit liad followed them ; one
of the invisible And some in dreams assured were Of the spirit that plagued us so
...
About , about , in reel and rout The death - fires danced at night ; The water , like
a witch's oils , Burnt green , and blue and white . A spirit liad followed them ; one
of the invisible And some in dreams assured were Of the spirit that plagued us so
...
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Her lips were red , ber looks were free , Her locks were yellow as gold : Her skin
was as white as leprosy , The Night - mare Life - in - Death was she , Who thicks
man's blood with cold . The naked bulk alongside came , And the twain were ...
Her lips were red , ber looks were free , Her locks were yellow as gold : Her skin
was as white as leprosy , The Night - mare Life - in - Death was she , Who thicks
man's blood with cold . The naked bulk alongside came , And the twain were ...
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The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by bis lamp
gleamed white : From the sails the dew did dripTill clomb above the eastern bar
The horned moon , with one bright star Within the nether tip . One after another ,
One ...
The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by bis lamp
gleamed white : From the sails the dew did dripTill clomb above the eastern bar
The horned moon , with one bright star Within the nether tip . One after another ,
One ...
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Seven days , seven nights , I saw that curse , And yet I could not die . In his loneli
The moving moon went up the sky , ness and fixedness he And no where did
abide : yearnech toSoftly she was going up , wards the journeying And a star or
two ...
Seven days , seven nights , I saw that curse , And yet I could not die . In his loneli
The moving moon went up the sky , ness and fixedness he And no where did
abide : yearnech toSoftly she was going up , wards the journeying And a star or
two ...
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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.
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| Название | The Poetical Works of S. T. Coleridge, Том 2 The Poetical Works of S. T. Coleridge, Samuel Taylor Coleridge |
| Автор | Samuel Taylor Coleridge |
| Издатель | W. Pickering, 1835 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Нью-Йоркская публичная библиотека |
| Оцифровано | 22 ноя 2006 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 331 |
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