The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of Wallenstein, Remorse, and Zapolya, Том 2W. Pickering, 1829 |
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... live , and so many lie dead . But the curse liveth for him in the eye of the dead men . And they all dead did lie : And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on ; and so did I. I looked upon the rotting sea , And drew my eyes away ; I ...
... live , and so many lie dead . But the curse liveth for him in the eye of the dead men . And they all dead did lie : And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on ; and so did I. I looked upon the rotting sea , And drew my eyes away ; I ...
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... thus the lofty lady spake- All they , who live in the upper sky , Do love you , holy Christabel ! And you love them , and for their sake And for the good which me befel , Even I in my degree will try , Fair maiden 52 CHRISTABEL .
... thus the lofty lady spake- All they , who live in the upper sky , Do love you , holy Christabel ! And you love them , and for their sake And for the good which me befel , Even I in my degree will try , Fair maiden 52 CHRISTABEL .
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... was gone by , This dream it would not pass away— It seems to live upon my eye ! And thence I vowed this self - same day , With music strong and saintly song To wander through the forest bare , Lest aught unholy 68 CHRISTABEL .
... was gone by , This dream it would not pass away— It seems to live upon my eye ! And thence I vowed this self - same day , With music strong and saintly song To wander through the forest bare , Lest aught unholy 68 CHRISTABEL .
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... , I stroll : And would you learn the spells that drowse my soul ? WORK WITHOUT HOPE draws nectar in a sieve , And HOPE without an object cannot live . YOUTH AND AGE . VERSE , a Breeze mid blossoms 80 WORK WITHOUT HOPE .
... , I stroll : And would you learn the spells that drowse my soul ? WORK WITHOUT HOPE draws nectar in a sieve , And HOPE without an object cannot live . YOUTH AND AGE . VERSE , a Breeze mid blossoms 80 WORK WITHOUT HOPE .
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... live on be YES ; what can No be ? to die . NATURE'S ANSWER . Is't returned as ' twas sent ? Is't no worse for the wear ? Think first , what you ARE ! Call to mind what you WERE ! I gave you innocence , I gave you hope , Gave health ...
... live on be YES ; what can No be ? to die . NATURE'S ANSWER . Is't returned as ' twas sent ? Is't no worse for the wear ? Think first , what you ARE ! Call to mind what you WERE ! I gave you innocence , I gave you hope , Gave health ...
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ALHADRA ALVAR ancient Mariner Andreas arms babe beneath BETHLEN bless blood brother Cain cavern CHEF RAGOZZI child Christabel curse dæmons dare dark dead dear death didst doth dream dungeon Enter Exit face faith fancy father fear gentle Geraldine GLYCINE groan guilt hand hast hath hear heard heart Heaven honour hope Hush Illyria innocent ISIDORE king kneel Lady Sarolta LASKA light live look Lord Casimir LORD RUDOLPH Lord Valdez loud maid methought MONVIEDRO moon moonlight Moorish Moresco mother murder ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er OLD BATHORY ORDONIO pause Pestalutz pray RAAB KIUPRILI rock Roland de Vaux round S. T. COLERIDGE Saints shield seemed shadow ship Sir Leoline sleep smile soul spake speak spirit stood strange sweet sword tale tears tell TERESA thee thine thing thou art thought traitor Twas tyrant voice Wedding-Guest wood ZAPOLYA ZULIMEZ
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Сторінка 5 - We listened and looked sideways up! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seemed to sip! The stars were dim, and thick the night, The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white; From the sails the dew did drip) — Till clomb above the eastern bar The horned Moon, with one bright star Within the nether tip.
Сторінка 28 - 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.
Сторінка 12 - The upper air burst into life ! And a hundred fire-flags sheen, To and fro they were hurried about ! And to and fro, and in and out, The wan stars danced between.
Сторінка 16 - 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.
Сторінка 9 - In his loneliness and fixedness he yearneth towards the journeying Moon, and the Stars that still sojourn, yet still move onward; and everywhere the blue sky belongs to them, and is their appointed rest, and their native country and their own natural homes, which they enter unannounced, as lords that are certainly expected and yet there is a silent joy at their arrival.
Сторінка 11 - My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my body drank. I moved, and could not feel my limbs: I was so light — almost I thought that I had died in sleep, And was a blessed ghost.
Сторінка 19 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.