The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of Wallenstein, Remorse, and Zapolya, Том 2W. Pickering, 1829 |
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... highest that which age cannot take away , and which , in all our lovings , is the Love ; ELIZA . There is something here ( pointing to her VOL . II . K heart ) that seems to understand you , but wants ON OLD SUBJECTS . 129.
... highest that which age cannot take away , and which , in all our lovings , is the Love ; ELIZA . There is something here ( pointing to her VOL . II . K heart ) that seems to understand you , but wants ON OLD SUBJECTS . 129.
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... pointing at Ordonio ) . What is he ill , my Lord ? how strange he looks ! VALDEZ ( angrily ) . You pressed upon him too abruptly , father ! The fate of one , on whom , you know , he doted . ORDONIO ( starting as in sudden agitation ) ...
... pointing at Ordonio ) . What is he ill , my Lord ? how strange he looks ! VALDEZ ( angrily ) . You pressed upon him too abruptly , father ! The fate of one , on whom , you know , he doted . ORDONIO ( starting as in sudden agitation ) ...
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... ( pointing to the distance ) . You see that brooklet ? Trace its course backward : through a narrow opening It leads you to the place . ORDONIO . How shall I know it ? ISIDORE . You cannot err . It is a small green dell Built all around ...
... ( pointing to the distance ) . You see that brooklet ? Trace its course backward : through a narrow opening It leads you to the place . ORDONIO . How shall I know it ? ISIDORE . You cannot err . It is a small green dell Built all around ...
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... ( pointing at the vacancy ) . Yes mark his eye ! there's fascination in it ! Thou saidst thou didst not know him - That is he ! He comes upon me ! ALVAR . Heal , O heal him heaven ! ORDONIO . Nearer and nearer ! and I can not stir ! Will ...
... ( pointing at the vacancy ) . Yes mark his eye ! there's fascination in it ! Thou saidst thou didst not know him - That is he ! He comes upon me ! ALVAR . Heal , O heal him heaven ! ORDONIO . Nearer and nearer ! and I can not stir ! Will ...
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... pointing at my feet . Provident Heaven ! Lo , I was standing on the secret door , Which , through a long descent where all sound perishes , Led out beyond the palace . Well I knew it But Andreas framed it not ! He was no tyrant ! CHEF ...
... pointing at my feet . Provident Heaven ! Lo , I was standing on the secret door , Which , through a long descent where all sound perishes , Led out beyond the palace . Well I knew it But Andreas framed it not ! He was no tyrant ! CHEF ...
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ALHADRA ALVAR ancient Mariner Andreas arms 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 face faith fancy father fear gentle Geraldine GLYCINE groan guilt hand hast hath hear heard heart Heaven honour hope Hush Illyria innocent ISIDORE king kneel Lady Sarolta LASKA light live look Lord Casimir LORD RUDOLPH Lord Valdez loud maid methought MONVIEDRO moon moonlight Moorish Moresco mother murder ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er OLD BATHORY ORDONIO pause Pestalutz pray RAAB KIUPRILI rock Roland de Vaux round S. T. COLERIDGE Saints shield seemed 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 Wedding-Guest wood ZAPOLYA ZULIMEZ
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Стр. 5 - 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. 28 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Стр. 12 - 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.
Стр. 16 - Is this the man? By him who died on cross, With his cruel bow he laid full low The harmless Albatross. The spirit who bideth by himself In the land of mist and snow, He loved the bird that loved the man Who shot him with his bow.
Стр. 9 - In his loneliness and fixedness he yearneth towards the journeying Moon, and the Stars that still sojourn, yet still move onward; and everywhere the blue sky belongs to them, and is their appointed rest, and their native country and their own natural homes, which they enter unannounced, as lords that are certainly expected and yet there is a silent joy at their arrival.
Стр. 11 - My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my body drank. I moved, and could not feel my limbs: I was so light — almost I thought that I had died in sleep, And was a blessed ghost.
Стр. 19 - 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.