Sibylline LeavesDoubleday, 1817 - Всего страниц: 238 |
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... hears Will be my rival , tho ' she have but ears . I'll tell no more ! yet I love him , And he loves me ; yet so , That never one low wish did dim Our love's pure light , I know ———— In each so free from blame , That both of us would ...
... hears Will be my rival , tho ' she have but ears . I'll tell no more ! yet I love him , And he loves me ; yet so , That never one low wish did dim Our love's pure light , I know ———— In each so free from blame , That both of us would ...
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... hear the merry din . " He holds him with his skinny hand , " There was a ship , " quoth he . " Hold off ! unhand me , grey - beard loon ! " Eftsoons his hand dropt he . He holds him with his glittering eye- The wedding - guest stood ...
... hear the merry din . " He holds him with his skinny hand , " There was a ship , " quoth he . " Hold off ! unhand me , grey - beard loon ! " Eftsoons his hand dropt he . He holds him with his glittering eye- The wedding - guest stood ...
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... hear ; And thus spake on that ancient man , The bright - eyed Mariner . 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 ...
... hear ; And thus spake on that ancient man , The bright - eyed Mariner . 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 ...
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... hear me : To him my tale I teach . What loud uproar bursts from that door ! The wedding - guests are there ; But in the garden - bower the bride And bride - maids singing are ; And hark the little vesper bell , Which biddeth me to ...
... hear me : To him my tale I teach . What loud uproar bursts from that door ! The wedding - guests are there ; But in the garden - bower the bride And bride - maids singing are ; And hark the little vesper bell , Which biddeth me to ...
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... - sick maid who gazes at it , Till lost in inward vision , with wet eye She gazes idly - But that entrance , Mother ! - FOSTER - MOTHER . Can no one hear . It is a perilous tale ! No one ? MARIA . FOSTER - MOTHER . My 42.
... - sick maid who gazes at it , Till lost in inward vision , with wet eye She gazes idly - But that entrance , Mother ! - FOSTER - MOTHER . Can no one hear . It is a perilous tale ! No one ? MARIA . FOSTER - MOTHER . My 42.
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Albatross ancient Mariner arms babe beneath Biographia Literaria bird black lips blast blessed bower breath breeze bright bright eye brow calm child cloud curse dæmons dark dead dear Rain deep dream DUCHESS OF DEVONSHIRE Earl HENRY Earth Edward Ellen fancy fear feelings gaz'd gazed gentle green groan hath hear heard heart Heaven hill holy hope Jeremy Taylor land of mist Lewti light limbs living look'd loud lov'd Maid melancholy methinks Milton mind Moon mossy Mother murmur ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er ocean once PATRICK SPENCE Poem poor prayer rock round sails scarcely seem'd ship sigh silent sing sleep song soul sound spirit stars stept stood strange stream sweet sweet sensations swelling tale tears tell thee thine things thou thought thro toil truth twas Twill voice Wedding-Guest wild wind wings youth