 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - Страниц: 240
...night thro' fog smoke-white Glimme'r'd the white moon-shine. " God save thee, ancyent Maririere ! " From the fiends that plague thee thus — " Why look'st thou so ;" — with my cross bow I shot the Albatross. II. The Sun came up upon the right, Out of the Sea came he ; And broad... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - Страниц: 272
...on mast or shroud It perch'd for vespers nine, Whiles all the night thro' fog-smoke white Glimmer'd the white moon-shine. " God save thee, ancient Mariner...thee thus — " Why look'st thou so ?" — with my cross bow I shot the Albatross. II. The Sun now rose upon the right, Out of the Sea came he ; Still... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Страниц: 282
...on mast or shroud It perch'd for vespers nine, Whiles all the night thro' fog-smoke white Glimmer'd the white moon-shine. " God save thee, ancient Mariner...thee thus — " Why look'st thou so ? — with my cross bow I shot the Albatross. II. The Sun now rose upon the right, Out of the Sea came he ; Still... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Страниц: 280
...mast or shroud It perch'd for vespers nine, . Whiles all the night thro' fog-smoke white Glimmer'd the white moon-shine. " God save thee, ancient Mariner...thee thus — " Why look'st thou so ? — with my cross bow I shot the Albatross. II. The Sun now rose upon the right, Out of the Sea came he ; Still... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - Страниц: 284
...play Came to the Mariner's hollo ! 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." " God save thee, antjeht Mariner ! From the fiends that plague thee thus ! — Why look'st thou so ?" — " With my... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - Страниц: 284
...play Came to the Mariner's hollo ! 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." " God save thee, antient Mariner ! From the fiends that plague thee thus !— Why look'st thou so ?" — " With my cross... | |
 | 1820 - Страниц: 774
...or cloud, or mast or shroud, It perch'd for vesper* nine ; Whiles all the night, through fag-cmoke white. Glimmered the white Moon-shine. "- God save...the fiends that plague thee thus ! — Why look'st Uiou so ?" — With my crossbow I shot the ALBATROSS ! All the subsequent miseries of the crew are... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - Страниц: 334
...for vespers nine; Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white Moon-shine. X, " God save thee, ancient Mariner ! From the fiends,...plague thee thus !Why look'st thou so?"— With my cross- killeth the ' pious bird of The ancient bow I shot the ALBATBOSS ! good omen. THE RIME OF THE... | |
 | 1834 - Страниц: 918
...even after his escape — when " the ship goes down like lead," he continues all life long a slave. " God save thee, Ancient Mariner, From the fiends that plague thee thus." We remember the time when there was an outcry among the common critics, " What ! all for shooting a... | |
 | 1820 - Страниц: 784
...to the Mariner's hollo ! In mist or cloud, or mast or shroud, It perch" cl for vespers nine ; While* all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered...Moon-shine. " God save thee, ancient Mariner ! From the fienda that plague thee thus !— Why look'st thou so ?" — With my crossbow I shot the ALBATROSS... | |
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It perched for vespers nine ; Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white Moon-shine." " God save thee, ancient Mariner ! From the fiends, that plague thee thus ! — Why look'st thou so ? " — " With my cross-bow I shot the ALBATROSS. 
