The poetical and dramatic works of S.T. Coleridge 3 vols, Том 2 |
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... arm , I sucked the blood , And cried , A sail ! a sail ! With throats unslaked , with black lips baked , Agape they heard me call : Gramercy ! they for joy did grin , And all at once their breath drew in , As they were drinking all ...
... arm , I sucked the blood , And cried , A sail ! a sail ! With throats unslaked , with black lips baked , Agape they heard me call : Gramercy ! they for joy did grin , And all at once their breath drew in , As they were drinking all ...
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... not by the souls of the men , nor by demons of earth or middle air , but by a blessed troop of angelic spirits , sent down by the invocation of the guardian saint . For when it dawned - they dropped their arms , THE ANCIENT MARINER 15.
... not by the souls of the men , nor by demons of earth or middle air , but by a blessed troop of angelic spirits , sent down by the invocation of the guardian saint . For when it dawned - they dropped their arms , THE ANCIENT MARINER 15.
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... arms , And clustered round the mast ; Sweet sounds rose slowly through their mouths , And from their bodies passed . Around , around , flew each sweet sound , Then darted to the Sun ; Slowly the sounds came back again , Now mixed , now ...
... arms , And clustered round the mast ; Sweet sounds rose slowly through their mouths , And from their bodies passed . Around , around , flew each sweet sound , Then darted to the Sun ; Slowly the sounds came back again , Now mixed , now ...
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... arms beneath her cloak , And stole to the other side of the oak . What sees she there ? There she sees a damsel bright , Drest in a silken robe of white , That shadowy in the moonlight shone : The neck that made that white robe wan ...
... arms beneath her cloak , And stole to the other side of the oak . What sees she there ? There she sees a damsel bright , Drest in a silken robe of white , That shadowy in the moonlight shone : The neck that made that white robe wan ...
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... arms the maid she took , Ah well - a - day ! And with low voice and doleful look These words did say : In the touch of this bosom there worketh a spell , Which is lord of thy utterance , Christabel ! Thou knowest to - night , and wilt ...
... arms the maid she took , Ah well - a - day ! And with low voice and doleful look These words did say : In the touch of this bosom there worketh a spell , Which is lord of thy utterance , Christabel ! Thou knowest to - night , and wilt ...
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Alhadra Alvar arms art thou babe bard Bathory behold beneath Bethlen bless breath brother Cain cavern child Christabel curse dare dark dastard dead dear death didst doth dream earth Emerick Enter Exit face fair faith fancy father fear gentle Geraldine Glycine guilt hast hath hear heard heart Heaven honour hope Hush Illyria innocent Isid Isidore king land of mist Laska light live look Lord Casimir maid moon Moorish Moresco mother murder ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er Ordonio pray Raab Kiuprili Ragozzi rock Roland de Vaux round S. T. COLERIDGE Saints shield 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 voice wood youth Zapolya
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Сторінка 18 - Is it he?" quoth one, "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 11 - I fear thee, ancient Mariner ! I fear thy skinny hand ! And thou art long, and lank, and brown, As is the ribbed sea-sand. " I fear thee, and thy glittering eye, And thy skinny hand, so brown.
Сторінка 24 - Upon the whirl, where sank the ship, The boat spun round and round; And all was still, save that the hill Was telling of the sound. I...
Сторінка 12 - 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. 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 curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high ; But oh ! more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye ! Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse, And yet I could not die.
Сторінка 14 - But with its sound it shook the sails, That were so thin and sere. 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 15 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream, To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the...
Сторінка 13 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Сторінка 20 - It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. 'Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.
Сторінка 22 - This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart—- No voice ; but oh ! the silence sank Like music on my heart.
Сторінка 16 - ... twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, 370 That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe: Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved onward from beneath.