The poetical and dramatic works of S.T. Coleridge 3 vols, Том 2 |
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... Lady offended by a sportive observation .... 78 Lines suggested by the last Words of Berengarius 79 Sancti Dominici Pallium 80 The Devil's Thoughts 83 The two round Spaces on the Tombstone 87 Lines to a Comic Author Constancy to an ...
... Lady offended by a sportive observation .... 78 Lines suggested by the last Words of Berengarius 79 Sancti Dominici Pallium 80 The Devil's Thoughts 83 The two round Spaces on the Tombstone 87 Lines to a Comic Author Constancy to an ...
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... lady's shroud . Is the night chilly and dark ? The night is chilly , but not dark . The thin gray cloud is spread on high , It covers but not hides the sky . The moon is behind , and at the full ; And yet she looks both small and dull ...
... lady's shroud . Is the night chilly and dark ? The night is chilly , but not dark . The thin gray cloud is spread on high , It covers but not hides the sky . The moon is behind , and at the full ; And yet she looks both small and dull ...
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... lady's cheek- There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf , the last of its clan , That dances as often as dance it can , Hanging so light , and hanging so high , On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky . Hush , beating ...
... lady's cheek- There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf , the last of its clan , That dances as often as dance it can , Hanging so light , and hanging so high , On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky . Hush , beating ...
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... lady so richly clad as she- Beautiful exceedingly ! Mary mother , save me now ! ( Said Christabel , ) And who art thou ? The lady strange made answer meet , And her voice was faint and sweet : - Have pity on my sore distress , I scarce ...
... lady so richly clad as she- Beautiful exceedingly ! Mary mother , save me now ! ( Said Christabel , ) And who art thou ? The lady strange made answer meet , And her voice was faint and sweet : - Have pity on my sore distress , I scarce ...
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... lady blest , And thus spake on sweet Christabel : All our household are at rest , The hall as silent as the cell ; Sir Leoline is weak in health , And , may not well awakened be , VOL . II . D But we will move as if in stealth , And ...
... lady blest , And thus spake on sweet Christabel : All our household are at rest , The hall as silent as the cell ; Sir Leoline is weak in health , And , may not well awakened be , VOL . II . D But we will move as if in stealth , And ...
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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.