 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1835 - Страниц: 352
...as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; and so maijy For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay...load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. BUI the curse The cold sweat melted from their limbs, liveth forhim . 11*1 .1 in the eye of Nor rot... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1835 - Страниц: 394
...And there the 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...and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat ; Mr. Wordsworth. It was on a delightful walk from Nether Stowey to Dulverton, with him and his sister,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - Страниц: 170
...there the dead men lay 4. 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...load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they ; The look with which they looked... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - Страниц: 496
...A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids and kept them close, Till the balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the sea,...load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they ; The look with which they looked... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - Страниц: 634
...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...and the sea and the sky, Lay like a load on my weary eya And the dead were at my feet The cold sweat melted from their But the con* BTIjmbs, ell> for him... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1838 - Страниц: 492
...A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids and kept them close, Till the balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the sea,...load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they ; The look with which they looked... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - Страниц: 582
...to pray ; But or ever a prayer hnd gush'd, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dustI r of giving the interest of novelty, by the modifying...which moon-light or sunset, diffused over a known The cold sweat melted from their But the cune Brlimbe, eto *°r n'm '" TD1 Nor rot nor reek did they... | |
 | Barbara Hofland - 1843 - Страниц: 974
...one—he had thrown himself bodily on the horns of the altar. " Sanctuary!" he cried. TOL. IL G . CHAPTER I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls...and the sea, and the sea and the sky, Lay, like a cloud, on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. Rime of the Ancient Mariner. ON the evening following... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - Страниц: 746
...and so did I. 1 looked upon the rotting sea, And drew my eyes away; I looked upon, the rotting deck, + eea and the sky, Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. The cold sweat melted... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - Страниц: 738
...And there the dead men lay. I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had guehed, The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they; The look with which they looked... | |
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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. 
