The ancient mariner. Christabel. Miscellaneous poems. Remorse. ZapolyaW. Pickering, 1836 |
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... enter unannounced , as lords that are certainly expected and yet there is a silent joy at their arrival . By the light of the Moon he beholdeth Her beams bemocked the sultry main , Like April hoar - frost spread ; But where the ship's ...
... enter unannounced , as lords that are certainly expected and yet there is a silent joy at their arrival . By the light of the Moon he beholdeth Her beams bemocked the sultry main , Like April hoar - frost spread ; But where the ship's ...
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... Enter the Baron's presence room . The Baron rose , and while he prest His gentle daughter to his breast , With cheerful wonder in his eyes The lady Geraldine espies , And gave such welcome to the same , As might beseem so bright a dame ...
... Enter the Baron's presence room . The Baron rose , and while he prest His gentle daughter to his breast , With cheerful wonder in his eyes The lady Geraldine espies , And gave such welcome to the same , As might beseem so bright a dame ...
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... enter . Every part of the building was crowded with tawdry ornaments and fantastic deformity . On every window was portrayed , in glaring and inelegant colors , some horrible tale , or preter- natural ALLEGORIC VISION . 111.
... enter . Every part of the building was crowded with tawdry ornaments and fantastic deformity . On every window was portrayed , in glaring and inelegant colors , some horrible tale , or preter- natural ALLEGORIC VISION . 111.
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... enter , untinged by the medium through which it passed . The body of the building was full of people , some of them dancing , in and out , in un- intelligible figures , with strange ceremonies and antic merriment , while others seemed ...
... enter , untinged by the medium through which it passed . The body of the building was full of people , some of them dancing , in and out , in un- intelligible figures , with strange ceremonies and antic merriment , while others seemed ...
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... where Zagri lived . Alv . I know it well : it is the obscurest haunt Of all the mountains --- [ both stand listening . Voices at a distance ! Let us away ! Exeunt . SCENE II .--- Enter Teresa and Valdez . Ter . REMORSE . 159.
... where Zagri lived . Alv . I know it well : it is the obscurest haunt Of all the mountains --- [ both stand listening . Voices at a distance ! Let us away ! Exeunt . SCENE II .--- Enter Teresa and Valdez . Ter . REMORSE . 159.
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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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Seite 3 - And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold; And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald...
Seite 27 - 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.
Seite 14 - 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. And the coming wind did roar more loud ; And the sails did sigh like sedge : And the rain poured down from one black cloud The moon was at its edge.
Seite 9 - Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate?
Seite 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.
Seite 6 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon. Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Seite 25 - Laughed loud and long, and all the while His eyes went to and fro. "Ha! ha!" quoth he, "full plain I see, The Devil knows how to row." And now, all in my own countree, I stood on the firm land! The Hermit stepped forth from the boat, And scarcely he could stand. "O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!" The Hermit crossed his brow. "Say quick," quoth he, "I bid thee say What manner of man art thou?
Seite 10 - 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 17 - 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. Under the keel nine fathom deep, From the land of mist and snow, The spirit slid ; a'nd it was he That made the ship to go.