The poetical and dramatic works of S.T. Coleridge 3 vols, Том 2 |
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... shapes of men nor beasts we ken- The ice was all between . The ice was here , the ice was there , The ice was all around : the mariner continueth his tale . The ship drawn by a storm toward the south pole . The land of ice , and of ...
... shapes of men nor beasts we ken- The ice was all between . The ice was here , the ice was there , The ice was all around : the mariner continueth his tale . The ship drawn by a storm toward the south pole . The land of ice , and of ...
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... speck , And then it seemed a mist ; It moved and moved , and took at last A certain shape , I wist . The ancient Mariner be- holdeth asign in the ele- ment afar off . At its nearer approach , it seemeth him to be THE ANCIENT MARINER . 7.
... speck , And then it seemed a mist ; It moved and moved , and took at last A certain shape , I wist . The ancient Mariner be- holdeth asign in the ele- ment afar off . At its nearer approach , it seemeth him to be THE ANCIENT MARINER . 7.
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... shape , I wist ! And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a water - sprite , It plunged and tacked and veered . With throats unslaked , with black lips baked , We could nor laugh nor wail ; Through utter drought all dumb we ...
... shape , I wist ! And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a water - sprite , It plunged and tacked and veered . With throats unslaked , with black lips baked , We could nor laugh nor wail ; Through utter drought all dumb we ...
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... shapes , that shadows were , In crimson colours came . A little distance from the prow Those crimson shadows were : I turned my eyes upon the deck- Oh , Christ ! what saw I there ! And the an cient Mari- ne beholdeth his native country ...
... shapes , that shadows were , In crimson colours came . A little distance from the prow Those crimson shadows were : I turned my eyes upon the deck- Oh , Christ ! what saw I there ! And the an cient Mari- ne beholdeth his native country ...
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... shape they are just like the holes In the house of privity Of that ancient family . On those two places void of snow , There have sate in the night for an hour or so , Before sunrise , and after cock - crow , He kicking his heels , she ...
... shape they are just like the holes In the house of privity Of that ancient family . On those two places void of snow , There have sate in the night for an hour or so , Before sunrise , and after cock - crow , He kicking his heels , she ...
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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.