The poetical and dramatic works of S.T. Coleridge 3 vols, Bind 2 |
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Side 9
... face . Alas ! ( thought I , and my heart beat loud ) How fast she nears and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in the Sun , Like restless gossameres ? Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer , as through a grate ? And is ...
... face . Alas ! ( thought I , and my heart beat loud ) How fast she nears and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in the Sun , Like restless gossameres ? Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer , as through a grate ? And is ...
Side 10
... 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 . One after one , by the star - dogged Moon , Too quick for groan or sigh ...
... 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 . One after one , by the star - dogged Moon , Too quick for groan or sigh ...
Side 25
... face I see , I know the man that must hear me : To him my tale I teach . The ancient Mariner earnestly entreateth the Hermit to shrieve him ; and the penance of life falls on him . And ever and anon throughout his future life an agony ...
... face I see , I know the man that must hear me : To him my tale I teach . The ancient Mariner earnestly entreateth the Hermit to shrieve him ; and the penance of life falls on him . And ever and anon throughout his future life an agony ...
Side 40
... face resigned to bliss or bale- Her face , oh call it fair not pale , And both blue eyes more bright than clear , Each about to have a tear . With open eyes ( ah woe is me ! ) Asleep , and dreaming fearfully , Fearfully dreaming , yet I ...
... face resigned to bliss or bale- Her face , oh call it fair not pale , And both blue eyes more bright than clear , Each about to have a tear . With open eyes ( ah woe is me ! ) Asleep , and dreaming fearfully , Fearfully dreaming , yet I ...
Side 45
... face : And the youthful Lord of Tryermaine Came back upon his heart again . O then the Baron forgot his age , His noble heart swelled high with rage ; He swore by the wounds in Jesu's side , He would proclaim it far and wide With trump ...
... face : And the youthful Lord of Tryermaine Came back upon his heart again . O then the Baron forgot his age , His noble heart swelled high with rage ; He swore by the wounds in Jesu's side , He would proclaim it far and wide With trump ...
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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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Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.