The poetical and dramatic works of S.T. Coleridge 3 vols, Band 2 |
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... voices in the air . " Is this the man ? " Is it he ? " quoth one , By him who died on cross , VOL . II . C The lonesome spirit from the south- pole carries on the ship as far as the line , in obe- dience to the angelic troop , but still ...
... voices in the air . " Is this the man ? " Is it he ? " quoth one , By him who died on cross , VOL . II . C The lonesome spirit from the south- pole carries on the ship as far as the line , in obe- dience to the angelic troop , but still ...
Seite 18
... voice , As soft as honey - dew : Quoth he , " The man hath penance done , And penance more will do . " PART VI . FIRST VOICE . BUT tell me , tell me ! speak again , Thy soft response renewing— What makes that ship drive on so fast ...
... voice , As soft as honey - dew : Quoth he , " The man hath penance done , And penance more will do . " PART VI . FIRST VOICE . BUT tell me , tell me ! speak again , Thy soft response renewing— What makes that ship drive on so fast ...
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... VOICE . But why drives on that ship so fast , Without or wave or wind ? SECOND VOICE . The air is cut away before , And closes from behind . Fly , brother , fly ! more high , more high ! Or we shall be belated : For slow and slow that ...
... VOICE . But why drives on that ship so fast , Without or wave or wind ? SECOND VOICE . The air is cut away before , And closes from behind . Fly , brother , fly ! more high , more high ! Or we shall be belated : For slow and slow that ...
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... voice did they impart- No voice ; but oh ! the silence sank Like music on my heart . But soon I heard the dash of oars , I heard the Pilot's cheer ; My head was turned perforce away , And I saw a boat appear . The Pilot and the Pilot's ...
... voice did they impart- No voice ; but oh ! the silence sank Like music on my heart . But soon I heard the dash of oars , I heard the Pilot's cheer ; My head was turned perforce away , And I saw a boat appear . The Pilot and the Pilot's ...
Seite 23
... voice he rears ! He loves to talk with marineres That come from a far countree . He kneels at morn , and noon , and eve- He hath a cushion plump : It is the moss that wholly hides The rotted old oak - stump . The skiff - boat neared : I ...
... voice he rears ! He loves to talk with marineres That come from a far countree . He kneels at morn , and noon , and eve- He hath a cushion plump : It is the moss that wholly hides The rotted old oak - stump . The skiff - boat neared : I ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
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 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.
Seite 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...
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 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.