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-Such the hour Of deep enjoyment , following Love's brief feuds ! But hark ! & c .--
and for came r . come . 134 , 1. 4 : for Beneath r . At . 138 , 1. l : r . And to that
covert by a silent strcam . 1. 2 : for o'er r . near . 155 , 1. 8 :. omit the full stop after
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-Such the hour Of deep enjoyment , following Love's brief feuds ! But hark ! & c .--
and for came r . come . 134 , 1. 4 : for Beneath r . At . 138 , 1. l : r . And to that
covert by a silent strcam . 1. 2 : for o'er r . near . 155 , 1. 8 :. omit the full stop after
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And ever and anon through out his future Since then , at an uncertain hour , That
agony returns ; And till my ghastly tale is told , This heart within me burns . life an
agony constraineth him to travel from land to land , I pass , like night 37.
And ever and anon through out his future Since then , at an uncertain hour , That
agony returns ; And till my ghastly tale is told , This heart within me burns . life an
agony constraineth him to travel from land to land , I pass , like night 37.
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From every private bower , And each domestic hearth , Haste for one solemn
hour ; And with a loud and yet a louder voice , O'er Nature struggling in
portentous birth , Weep and rejoice ! Still echoes the dread NAME , that o'er the
earth Let slip ...
From every private bower , And each domestic hearth , Haste for one solemn
hour ; And with a loud and yet a louder voice , O'er Nature struggling in
portentous birth , Weep and rejoice ! Still echoes the dread NAME , that o'er the
earth Let slip ...
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Ye that erst at ISMAIL's tower , When human ruin choak'd the streams , Fell in
conquest's glutted hour , Mid women's shrieks and infant's screams ! Spirits of the
uncoffin'd slain , Sudden blasts of triumph swelling , Oft , at night , in misty train ...
Ye that erst at ISMAIL's tower , When human ruin choak'd the streams , Fell in
conquest's glutted hour , Mid women's shrieks and infant's screams ! Spirits of the
uncoffin'd slain , Sudden blasts of triumph swelling , Oft , at night , in misty train ...
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Where alone , Voiceless and stern , before the cloudy throne , Aye MEMORY sits
: thy robe inscrib'd with gore , With many an unimaginable groan Thou storied'st
thy sad hours ! Silence ensued , Deep silence o'er th ' etherial multitude , Whose
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Where alone , Voiceless and stern , before the cloudy throne , Aye MEMORY sits
: thy robe inscrib'd with gore , With many an unimaginable groan Thou storied'st
thy sad hours ! Silence ensued , Deep silence o'er th ' etherial multitude , Whose
...
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Стр. 14 - Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate?
Стр. 38 - 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.
Стр. 39 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Стр. 4 - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
Стр. 27 - Is this the man? By him who died on cross, With his cruel bow he laid full low The harmless Albatross. The spirit who bideth by himself In the land of mist and snow, He loved the bird that loved the man Who shot him with his bow.
Стр. 38 - 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...
Стр. 8 - Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist.
Стр. 15 - The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: At one stride comes the dark; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark.
Стр. 32 - Christ! what saw I there! Each corse lay flat, lifeless and flat, And, by the holy rood! A man all light, a seraph-man, On every corse there stood. This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impartNo voice; but oh!
Стр. 168 - Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God...
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| Название | Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems Sibylline Leaves:: A Collection of Poems, Samuel Taylor Coleridge |
| Автор | Samuel Taylor Coleridge |
| Издатель | Rest Fenner, 1817 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Нью-Йоркская публичная библиотека |
| Оцифровано | 28 ноя 2006 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 303 |
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