 | Ben Pester - 2004 - 304 sider
...day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. I looked upon the rotting sea, And drew my eyes away;...upon the rotting deck, And there the dead men lay. The ghastly stories wend their way through to the denouement where the survivors at last find a haven.... | |
 | Max Bush - 2005 - 116 sider
...she? Where does she come from? GHOST. I'll tell you what to do. JOEL (GHOST rises, moves to JOEL). I looked upon the rotting sea, And drew my eyes away;...upon the rotting deck, And there the dead men lay. GHOST (indicating himself and DYING GIRL). See the truth. See who you are. This is what you do. You... | |
 | Celia R. Daileader - 2005 - 284 sider
...middle passage - a detail mentioned twice in this lecture - pass into The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. "I looked upon the rotting sea, / And drew my eyes...the rotting deck, / And there the dead men lay."' Indeed, as Coleman convincingly argues, much anti-slavery rhetoric including Coleridge's own, in his... | |
 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - 2006 - 512 sider
...thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I. And envieth that they should live, and so many lie dead. I looked upon the rotting sea, And drew my eyes away;...heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them closed,... | |
 | William Roetzheim - 2006 - 760 sider
...many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: and a thousand slimy things lived on; and so did I. I looked upon the rotting sea, and drew my eyes away;...looked to heaven, and tried to pray; but or ever a prater had gusht, a wicked whisper came, and made my heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept... | |
 | Nicholas Reid - 2006 - 216 sider
...we may ask, should Cain rejoice at such a terrible notion? And what was going on in the Mariner when A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust (1.247)? Cain is not unnaturally anxious to know how to placate this greater God of the dead — and... | |
 | Mildred M. Jeffrey - 2008 - 252 sider
...sky. Crawford had broken the antique Chinese bowl, and there were no more of that kind anywhere. / looked to heaven and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as dust. Well, not pray exactly. Crawford had... | |
 | Mildred M. Jeffrey - 2008 - 252 sider
...sky. Crawford had broken the antique Chinese bowl, and there were no more of that kind anywhere. / looked to heaven and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as dust. Well, not pray exactly. Crawford had... | |
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I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky, Lay... 
