The poetical works of Samuel T. ColeridgeWard, Lock & Company, 1882 - 424 Seiten |
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... feel my limbs ; I was so light - almost I thought that I had died in sleep , And was a blessed ghost . And soon I heard a roaring wind : It did not come anear ; But with its sound it shook the sails , That were so thin and sere . The ...
... feel my limbs ; I was so light - almost I thought that I had died in sleep , And was a blessed ghost . And soon I heard a roaring wind : It did not come anear ; But with its sound it shook the sails , That were so thin and sere . The ...
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... feel within A sweet recoil of love and pity . And what , if in a world of sin ( O sorrow and shame should this be true ! ) Such giddiness of heart and brain Comes seldom save from rage and pain , So talks as it's most used to do . PART ...
... feel within A sweet recoil of love and pity . And what , if in a world of sin ( O sorrow and shame should this be true ! ) Such giddiness of heart and brain Comes seldom save from rage and pain , So talks as it's most used to do . PART ...
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... feel . Sweet Flower of Hope ! free Nature's genial child ! That didst so fair disclose thy early bloom , Filling the wide air with a rich perfume ! For thee in vain all heavenly aspects smiled ; From the hard world brief respite could ...
... feel . Sweet Flower of Hope ! free Nature's genial child ! That didst so fair disclose thy early bloom , Filling the wide air with a rich perfume ! For thee in vain all heavenly aspects smiled ; From the hard world brief respite could ...
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... feel Dim recollections ; and thence soared to Hope , Strong to believe whate'er of mystic good The Eternal dooms for his immortal sons . From Hope and firmer Faith to perfect Love Attracted and absorbed and centred there God only to ...
... feel Dim recollections ; and thence soared to Hope , Strong to believe whate'er of mystic good The Eternal dooms for his immortal sons . From Hope and firmer Faith to perfect Love Attracted and absorbed and centred there God only to ...
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... feel For all his human brethren - O my God ! It weighs upon the heart , that he must think What uproar and what strife may now be stirring This way or that way o'er these silent hills- Invasion , and the thunder and the shout , And all ...
... feel For all his human brethren - O my God ! It weighs upon the heart , that he must think What uproar and what strife may now be stirring This way or that way o'er these silent hills- Invasion , and the thunder and the shout , And all ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Alvar arms BEETON'S beneath BILLAUD VARENNES blessed breast bright brother BUTLER child Christabel cloud Coun COUNTESS Cuirassiers curse dark dead dear death doth dream Duch Duke earth Egra Emperor fair faithful father fear feel Friedland gaze gentle hand hath hear heard heart Heaven holy honour hope Illo Isid ISOLANI lady land of mist light listen live look Lord loud maid MARADAS Marinere moon mother murder ne'er never night o'er OCTAVIO once ORDONIO pang pause Piccolomini Pilsen Prague QUESTENBERG Robespierre round SCENE SCOTT BURN silent sleep song soul spirit stand stars stept stood strange Swedes sweet tale TALLIEN tears tell TERESA TERTSKY thee Thek THEKLA thine things thou hast thought thyself traitor Twas twill Valdez voice WALLENSTEIN wedding-guest wild wind words Wran
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Seite 176 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, 'Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay ! Farewell, farewell!
Seite 16 - O Wedding-Guest ! this soul hath been Alone on a wide, wide sea: So lonely 'twas, that God Himself Scarce seemed there to be.
Seite 172 - But tell me, tell me! speak again, Thy soft response renewing— What makes that ship drive on so fast? What is the ocean doing?' Second Voice 'Still as a slave before his lord, The ocean hath no blast; His great bright eye most silently Up to the Moon is cast— If he may know which way to go; For she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Seite 4 - 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.
Seite 168 - 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 15 - Strange, by my faith!' the Hermit said— 'And they answered not our cheer! The planks look warped! and see those sails, How thin they are and sere! I never saw aught like to them, Unless perchance it were Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My forest-brook along; When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, And the owlet whoops to the wolf below, That eats the she-wolf's young.
Seite 118 - Rise, O ever rise, Rise like a cloud of incense, from the Earth ! Thou kingly Spirit throned among the hills, Thou dread ambassador from Earth to Heaven, Great hierarch ! tell thou the silent sky, And tell the stars, and tell yon rising sun, Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God.
Seite 13 - 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.
Seite 10 - 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 ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Seite 9 - 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.