 | Half hours - 1847 - Страниц: 580
...soul in agony. The many men so beautiful ! And they all dead did lie : And a thousand thousand shiny things Lived on ; and so did I. I looked upon the...beat ; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the Lay like a load on my weary eye, The wedding guest feareth that a spirit is talking to him ; But the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - Страниц: 638
...there the dead men lay. I look'd to IIea\ eu, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gush'd, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as...like a load on my weary eye And the dead were at my fccL But the an-imt Mariner ascurfth him of hid bn<h!r life, and proccedeth to relate hi. horrible... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - Страниц: 406
...planned, and in part composed. I looked to heaven, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as...were at my feet. The cold sweat melted from their limbs, But the curst Nor rot nor reek did they : ?™£ i™^ The look with which they looked on me... | |
 | John Aikin - 1850 - Страниц: 764
...And there the dead men lay. I look'd to heaven, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gush'd, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as...load on my weary eye And the dead were at my feet. let the c«ne M- The cold sweat melted from their elk far bim In the mo. Nor rot nor reek did they... | |
 | Henry Theodore Cheever - 1850 - Страниц: 330
...alone, Alone on a wide, wide eea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony. I closed my lips, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat...were at my feet. The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reck did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed ttway. Coleridge's... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - Страниц: 712
...And there^tfre dead men lay. I looked to heaven, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as...were at my feet. 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... | |
 | 1853 - Страниц: 706
...Christ would take no pity on My soul in agony. * # # * I clos'd my lids, and kept them close. Till the 'balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the...load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet We now resume the narrative of Paulinas. At length our dear Lord, ever kind and compassionate, not... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - Страниц: 728
...in part componed. \ •j I looked to heaven, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gusht, À wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust....And the balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the eea, and the eea and the eky '^ 1 Lay like a load on my weary eye, 4 ^And the dead were at my feet... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - Страниц: 332
...down. Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide, wide sea ! And never a saint took pity on My sold in agony. The many men so beautiful ! And they all...were at my feet. 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... | |
 | Melchior Yvan - 1854 - Страниц: 386
...manv lie dead. 318 APPENDIX. I looked to heaven, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gush't, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as...were at my feet. 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... | |
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A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky, Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. 
