Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of PoemsRest Fenner, 1817 - 303 páginas |
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... there breathed a wind on me , Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea , In ripple or in shade . It raised my hair , it fanned my cheek Like a meadow - gale of spring- 1 It mingled strangely with my fears , Yet it felt 30.
... there breathed a wind on me , Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea , In ripple or in shade . It raised my hair , it fanned my cheek Like a meadow - gale of spring- 1 It mingled strangely with my fears , Yet it felt 30.
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... cheek Drinks in as deep a flush of beauty ! Nay , treacherous image ! leave my mind , If Lewti never will be kind . The little cloud - it floats away , Away it goes ; away so soon ? Alas ! it has no power to stay : Its hues are dim ...
... cheek Drinks in as deep a flush of beauty ! Nay , treacherous image ! leave my mind , If Lewti never will be kind . The little cloud - it floats away , Away it goes ; away so soon ? Alas ! it has no power to stay : Its hues are dim ...
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... , delicate veins above her cheek ; Ne'er play'd the wanton - never half disclosed The maiden's snowy bosom , scattering thence Eye - poisons for some love - distempered youth , ) Who ne'er henceforth may see an aspen - grove Shiver 130.
... , delicate veins above her cheek ; Ne'er play'd the wanton - never half disclosed The maiden's snowy bosom , scattering thence Eye - poisons for some love - distempered youth , ) Who ne'er henceforth may see an aspen - grove Shiver 130.
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... cheek and brow ! her elbow rests On the bare branch of half - uprooted tree , That leans towards its mirror ! He , meanwhile , Who from her countenance turn'd , or look'd by stealth , ( For fear is true love's cruel nurse , ) he now ...
... cheek and brow ! her elbow rests On the bare branch of half - uprooted tree , That leans towards its mirror ! He , meanwhile , Who from her countenance turn'd , or look'd by stealth , ( For fear is true love's cruel nurse , ) he now ...
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... cheek is wet with quiet tears . But O , dear Anne ! when midnight wind careers , And the gust pelting on the out - house shed Makes the cock shrilly in the rain - storm crow , To hear thee sing some ballad full of woe , Ballad of ship ...
... cheek is wet with quiet tears . But O , dear Anne ! when midnight wind careers , And the gust pelting on the out - house shed Makes the cock shrilly in the rain - storm crow , To hear thee sing some ballad full of woe , Ballad of ship ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Albatross ancient Mariner babe beneath bird black lips blast blessed bower breath breeze bright bright eye brow calm cheek child cloud coverture curse dæmons dark dead dear Rain death deep dream dropt Earl HENRY Earth Edward Ellen fair fancy fear feelings Friend gaz'd gazed gentle green groan hath hear heard heart Heaven hope Jeremy Taylor land of mist Lewti light limbs living look'd loud lov'd Maid melancholy methinks Milton mind Moon mossy Mother murmur ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er ocean once PATRICK SPENCE pleasure Poem poor prayer round S. T. COLERIDGE sails seem'd ship sigh silent sing sleep soft song soul sound spirit stars stept stood strange stream sweet sweet sensations swelling tale tears tell thee thine things thou thought thro toil truth twas Twill voice Wedding-Guest wild wind wings youth
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Página 14 - Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate?
Página 38 - 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 39 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Página 4 - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
Página 27 - 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.
Página 38 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, 'Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company \~ To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay...
Página 8 - Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist.
Página 15 - The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: At one stride comes the dark; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark.
Página 32 - Christ! what saw I there! Each corse lay flat, lifeless and flat, And, by the holy rood! A man all light, a seraph-man, On every corse there stood. This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impartNo voice; but oh!
Página 168 - Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God...