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" There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a weary time ! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It... "
John Heywood's complete series of home lesson books - Side 5
af Alfonzo Gardiner - 1874
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A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

Thomas Shorter - 1861
...westward, I beheld A something in the sky. " At first it seem'da little speck, And then it seem'da mist ; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. " A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it uear'd and uear'd : As if it dodged a water-sprite,...
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The Children's Garland: From the Best Poets

Coventry Patmore - 1862 - 344 sider
...time ! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. " At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. " A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it neared and ncared : As if it dodged a water-sprite,...
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Chambers's narrative series of standard reading books, Bog 6

Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1863
...! How glazed each weary eye ! When looking westward I beheld A something in the sky. 29. ' At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist;...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. 30. ' A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist! And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a water-sprite,...
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Favourite English Poems: Thomson to Tennyson, 1700-1860

1863
...Jlurincrbeholdcth sign in the element afar off. When, looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. "At first it seemed a little speck. And then it seemed a mist...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. ''A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist! And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a water-sprite,...
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Playtime with the poets: a selection of the best English poetry for the use ...

Playtime - 1863
...time ! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist...and moved, and took at last A certain shape I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape I wist ! And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a water-sprite,...
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The poems of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, ed. by D. and S. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1863
...something in the sky. "idetta*6" sign in the element afar At first it seemed a little speck, offAnd then it seemed a mist ; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a water-sprite,...
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The Poems of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1863 - 404 sider
...A something in the sky. hSha"6" sign in the element afar At first it seemed a little speck, offAnd then it seemed a mist ; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a water-sprite,...
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The Poems of S. T. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 299 sider
...time ! How glazed each weary eye ! When looking westward I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it neared and neared : And as if it dodged a water-sprite,...
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The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an Introductory ..., Bind 7

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864
...him but the skeleton of a ship. When lookmg westward, I beheld , . . , A somethmg m the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a water-sprite,...
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Poetry for repetition, ed. by H. Twells

Henry Twells - 1864
...Was parched, and glazed each eye ; When, looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could not laugh nor wail : Through utter drought all...
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