The poetical works of Samuel T. ColeridgeWard, Lock & Company, 1882 - Всего страниц: 424 |
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... Dream . A Fragment Lewti ; or , The Circassian Love - Chaunt Love The Picture ; or , The Lover's Resolution . • 79 88 90 92 · 94 · 97 Lines Composed in a Concert - Room • ΙΟΙ Answer to a Child's Question · 102 To a Young Lady , on her ...
... Dream . A Fragment Lewti ; or , The Circassian Love - Chaunt Love The Picture ; or , The Lover's Resolution . • 79 88 90 92 · 94 · 97 Lines Composed in a Concert - Room • ΙΟΙ Answer to a Child's Question · 102 To a Young Lady , on her ...
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... Dream · 132 • 134 · The Pains of Sleep Human Life , on the Denial of Immortality Youth and Age 134 136 136 The Exchange 137 To a Lady . • 138 Sancti Dominici Pallium . A Dialogue • 138 Work without Hope 139 Duty surviving Self - Love ...
... Dream · 132 • 134 · The Pains of Sleep Human Life , on the Denial of Immortality Youth and Age 134 136 136 The Exchange 137 To a Lady . • 138 Sancti Dominici Pallium . A Dialogue • 138 Work without Hope 139 Duty surviving Self - Love ...
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... 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 . And soon I heard a roaring wind : It did not come anear ; But with its ...
... 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 . And soon I heard a roaring wind : It did not come anear ; But with its ...
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... dream , To have seen those dead men rise . The helmsman steered , the ship moved on ; Yet never a breeze up blew ; The mariners all ' gan work the ropes , Where they were wont to do ; They raised their limbs like lifeless tools- We were ...
... dream , To have seen those dead men rise . The helmsman steered , the ship moved on ; Yet never a breeze up blew ; The mariners all ' gan work the ropes , Where they were wont to do ; They raised their limbs like lifeless tools- We were ...
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... dream of joy ! is this indeed The light - house top I see ? Is this the hill ? is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour - bar , And I with sobs did pray— O let me be awake , my God ! Or let me sleep ...
... dream of joy ! is this indeed The light - house top I see ? Is this the hill ? is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour - bar , And I with sobs did pray— O let me be awake , my God ! Or let me sleep ...
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Стр. 176 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, 'Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay ! Farewell, farewell!
Стр. 16 - O Wedding-Guest ! this soul hath been Alone on a wide, wide sea: So lonely 'twas, that God Himself Scarce seemed there to be.
Стр. 172 - But tell me, tell me! speak again, Thy soft response renewing— What makes that ship drive on so fast? What is the ocean doing?' Second Voice 'Still as a slave before his lord, The ocean hath no blast; His great bright eye most silently Up to the Moon is cast— If he may know which way to go; For she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Стр. 4 - And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Стр. 168 - 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. 15 - Strange, by my faith!' the Hermit said— 'And they answered not our cheer! The planks look warped! and see those sails, How thin they are and sere! I never saw aught like to them, Unless perchance it were Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My forest-brook along; When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, And the owlet whoops to the wolf below, That eats the she-wolf's young.
Стр. 118 - Rise, O ever rise, Rise like a cloud of incense, from the Earth ! Thou kingly Spirit throned among the hills, Thou dread ambassador from Earth to Heaven, Great hierarch ! tell thou the silent sky, And tell the stars, and tell yon rising sun, Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God.
Стр. 13 - 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.
Стр. 10 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream, To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Стр. 9 - 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.