 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - Страниц: 240
...What manner man art thou ? Forthwith this frame of mine was wrench'd With a woeful agony, Which forc'd me to begin my tale And then it left me free. Since then at an uncertain hour, Now oftimes and now fewer, That anguish comes and makes me tell My ghastly aventure. I pass, like night,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - Страниц: 270
...What manner man art thou ? Forthwith this frame of mind was wrench'd With a woeful agony, Which forc'd me to begin my tale And then it left me free. Since then at an uncertain hour. That agency returns ; And till my ghastly tale is told This heart within me burns. I pass, like night, from... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - Страниц: 272
...Which forc'd me to begin my tale And then it left me free. Since then at an uncertain hour, That agency returns ; And till my ghastly tale is told This heart within me burns. r pass, like night, from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; The moment that his face I... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Страниц: 280
...manner man art thou ?" Forthwith this frame of mind was wrench'd With a woeful agony, Which forc'd me to begin my tale And then it left me free. Since...within me burns. I pass, like night, from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; The moment that his face I see I know the man that must hear me... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Страниц: 282
...manner man art thau ?" Forthwith this frame of mind was wrench'd With a woeful agony, Which forc'd me to begin my tale And then it left me free. Since...within me burns. I pass, like night, from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; The moment that his face I see I know the man that must hear me... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Страниц: 356
...Forthwith this frame of mine was wrench'd ' With a woeful agony, ' Which forc'd me to begin my tak ' And then it left me free. . • • * • ' Since then at an uncertain hour, ' Now oftimes, and now fewer, ' That anguish comes, and makes me tell ' My ghastly aventure. ' I pass,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - Страниц: 284
...I bid thee say What manner man art thou ?' Forthwith this frame of mind was wrenched With a woeful agony, Which forced me to begin my tale, And then...within me burns. I pass, like night, from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; The moment that his face I see I know the man that must hear me... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - Страниц: 284
...I bid thee say What manner man art thou ?' Forthwith this frame of mind was wrenched With a woeful agony, Which forced me to begin my tale, And then...Since then, at an uncertain hour That agony returns 3 And till my ghastly tale is told This heart within me burns. I pass, like night, from land to land... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - Страниц: 334
...thee say — What manner of man art thou?" Forthwith this frame of mine was wrench'd With a woeful agony, Which forced me to begin my tale ; And then it left me free. The ancient Mariner earnestly entreateth the Hermit to shrieve him ; and the penance of life falls... | |
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...might a /ply to myself the well-known lines: Forthwith this frame of mine was wrenched With a strange agony, Which forced me to begin my tale, And then it left me free. My fri nd listened to (he d tail of ' my feelings ! with much sympathy. "I do not," he said, when '... | |
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I pass, like night, from land to land; 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. 
