The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of Wallenstein, Remorse, and Zapola ...W. Pickering, 1828 |
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... Illyria . An Illyrian Chieftain . Son of Kiuprili . A Military Commander . Women . Queen of Illyria .
... Illyria . An Illyrian Chieftain . Son of Kiuprili . A Military Commander . Women . Queen of Illyria .
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... Illyria , Useless to thee ' tis worthless to myself . Thou art the framer of my nobler being : Nor does there live one virtue in my soul , One honourable hope , but calls thee father . Yet ere thou dost resolve , know that yon palace ...
... Illyria , Useless to thee ' tis worthless to myself . Thou art the framer of my nobler being : Nor does there live one virtue in my soul , One honourable hope , but calls thee father . Yet ere thou dost resolve , know that yon palace ...
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... Illyria , stand I here spell - bound ? Did my King love me ? Did I earn his love ? Have we embraced as brothers would embrace ? Was I his Arm , his Thunder - bolt ? And now Must I , hag - ridden , pant as in a dream ? Or , like an eagle ...
... Illyria , stand I here spell - bound ? Did my King love me ? Did I earn his love ? Have we embraced as brothers would embrace ? Was I his Arm , his Thunder - bolt ? And now Must I , hag - ridden , pant as in a dream ? Or , like an eagle ...
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... stop .-- The Music ceases . LEADER OF THE PROCESSION . The Lord Kiuprili ! -Welcome from the camp . RAAB KIUPRILI . Grave magistrates and chieftains of Illyria , In good time come ye hither , if ye come 248 ZAPOLYA .
... stop .-- The Music ceases . LEADER OF THE PROCESSION . The Lord Kiuprili ! -Welcome from the camp . RAAB KIUPRILI . Grave magistrates and chieftains of Illyria , In good time come ye hither , if ye come 248 ZAPOLYA .
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... traitor's utterance . CASIMIR . O hear me , Sire ! not lightly have I sworn Homage to Emerick . Illyria's sceptre Demands a manly hand , a warrior's grasp . The queen Zapolya's self - expected offspring At least is ZAPOLYA . 251.
... traitor's utterance . CASIMIR . O hear me , Sire ! not lightly have I sworn Homage to Emerick . Illyria's sceptre Demands a manly hand , a warrior's grasp . The queen Zapolya's self - expected offspring At least is ZAPOLYA . 251.
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Página 36 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Página 62 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth And constancy lives in realms above ; And life is thorny ; and youth is vain ; And to be wroth with one we love, Doth work like madness in the brain.
Página 22 - 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.
Página 9 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Página 30 - Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway.
Página 73 - A little child, a limber elf, Singing, dancing to itself, A fairy thing with red round cheeks, That always finds, and never seeks, Makes such a vision to the sight As fills a father's eyes with light...
Página 29 - 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.
Página 3 - By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? 'The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.' He holds him with his skinny hand, 'There was a ship,
Página 34 - Said the Hermit cheerily. The boat came closer to the ship, But I nor spake nor stirred; The boat came close beneath the ship, And straight a sound was heard.
Página 43 - Is the night chilly and dark ? The night is chilly, but not dark. The thin gray cloud is spread on high, It covers but not hides the sky. The moon is behind, and at the full ; And yet she looks both small and dull. The night is chill, the cloud is gray : 'Tis a month before the month of May, And the Spring comes slowly up this way.