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So free from danger, free from fear, They cross'd the court : right glad they were.
And Christabel devoutly cried, To the lady by her side, Praise we the Virgin all
divine .Who hath rescued thee from thy distress ! Alas, alas ! said Geraldine, ...
So free from danger, free from fear, They cross'd the court : right glad they were.
And Christabel devoutly cried, To the lady by her side, Praise we the Virgin all
divine .Who hath rescued thee from thy distress ! Alas, alas ! said Geraldine, ...
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Guilt is a timorous thing ere perpetration : Despair alone makes wicked men be
bold. Come thou with me ! They have heard my voice in flight, Have fac'd round,
terror-struck, and fear'd no longer The whistling javelins of their fell pursuers.
Guilt is a timorous thing ere perpetration : Despair alone makes wicked men be
bold. Come thou with me ! They have heard my voice in flight, Have fac'd round,
terror-struck, and fear'd no longer The whistling javelins of their fell pursuers.
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Mute ere he came, but then — Out on your screams, And your pretended fears !
Gly. your fears, at least, Were real, Laska ! or your trembling limbs And white
cheeks play'd the hypocrites most vilely ! Lask. I fear! whom? what? Gly. I know,
what ...
Mute ere he came, but then — Out on your screams, And your pretended fears !
Gly. your fears, at least, Were real, Laska ! or your trembling limbs And white
cheeks play'd the hypocrites most vilely ! Lask. I fear! whom? what? Gly. I know,
what ...
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Mute ere he came, but then-Out on your screams, And your pretended fears ! Gly"
Your fears, at least, Were real, Laska! or your trembling limbs And white cheeks
play'd the hypocrites most vilely! Lask. I fear! whom? what? LY" J know, what I ...
Mute ere he came, but then-Out on your screams, And your pretended fears ! Gly"
Your fears, at least, Were real, Laska! or your trembling limbs And white cheeks
play'd the hypocrites most vilely! Lask. I fear! whom? what? LY" J know, what I ...
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She was in love, and had she not died thus, With grief for Bethlen's loss, and fear
of Laska, She would have pined herself to death at home. Sarol. Has the youth's
father came back from his search ? Attend. He never will, I fear me. O dear lady !
She was in love, and had she not died thus, With grief for Bethlen's loss, and fear
of Laska, She would have pined herself to death at home. Sarol. Has the youth's
father came back from his search ? Attend. He never will, I fear me. O dear lady !
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Andreas answer arms Batho Bathory beneath Beth Bethlen bless brave Casim Casimir cavern child Christabel comes command curse dare dear doth dream Emer Emerick Enter Exit eyes face fair faith father fear feet Geraldine Glycine guard hand haste hath head hear heard heart Heaven hence hope hour hunt Hush king Kiup Kiuprili lady Lask Laska leave light live look Lord Lord Casimir madam maid means mother mountains night noble o'er once palace pass Pointing poor pray Queen Raab Ragozzi rest retire rose round royal Sarol Sarolta SCENE seek seems servants Sir Leoline soul sound speak spirit stand sure sweet sword tale tears tell thee thine Thou art thought traitor trust Twas tyrant voice wood young youth Zapo Zapolya
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Стр. 61 - The shadow of the dome of pleasure Floated midway on the waves; Where was heard the mingled measure From the fountain and the caves. It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
Стр. 60 - Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail : And mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river.
Стр. 15 - So free from danger, free from fear, They cross'd the court : right glad they were. And Christabel devoutly cried To the lady by her side ; ' Praise we the Virgin all divine Who hath rescued thee from thy distress!' 'Alas, alas!' said Geraldine, ' I cannot speak for weariness.
Стр. 9 - Tis a month before the month of May, And the Spring comes slowly up this way. The lovely lady, Christabel, Whom her father loves so well, What makes her in the wood so late, A furlong from the castle gate? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight; And she in the midnight wood will pray For the weal of her lover that's far away.
Стр. 23 - In the touch of this bosom there worketh a spell, Which is lord of thy utterance, Christabel! Thou knowest to-night, and wilt know to-morrow; This mark of my shame, this seal of my sorrow; But...
Стр. 11 - On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating heart of Christabel ! Jesu, Maria, shield her well ! She folded her arms beneath her cloak, And stole to the other side of the oak.
Стр. 11 - Her blue-veined feet unsandal'd were, And wildly glittered here and there The gems entangled in her hair. I guess, 'twas frightful there to see A lady so richly clad as she — Beautiful exceedingly! Mary mother, save me now! (Said Christabel,) And who art thou?
Стр. 25 - Amid the jagged shadows Of mossy leafless boughs, Kneeling in the moonlight, To make her gentle vows ; Her slender palms together prest, Heaving sometimes on her breast ; Her face resigned to bliss or bale—- Her face, oh call it fair not pale, And both blue eyes more bright than clear, Each about to have a tear.
Стр. 17 - And nothing else saw she thereby, Save the boss of the shield of Sir Leoline tall, Which hung in a murky old niche in the wall. O softly tread, said Christabel, My father seldom sleepeth well.
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| Название | Christabel: Kubla Khan : a Vision ; The Pains of Sleep Christabel; Kubla Khan, a vision; The pains of sleep, Samuel Taylor Coleridge |
| Автор | Samuel Taylor Coleridge |
| Издание: | 3 |
| Издатель | John Murray, 1816 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Оксфордский университет |
| Оцифровано | 10 апр 2006 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 64 |
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