The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of Wallenstein, Remorse, and Zapola ...W. Pickering, 1828 |
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... dungeon - grate he peered , With broad and burning 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 ...
... dungeon - grate he peered , With broad and burning 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 ...
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... dungeon fitter : All fixed on me their stony eyes , That in the Moon did glitter . The pang , the curse , with which they died , Had never passed away : I could not draw my eyes from theirs , Nor turn them up to pray . And now this ...
... dungeon fitter : All fixed on me their stony eyes , That in the Moon did glitter . The pang , the curse , with which they died , Had never passed away : I could not draw my eyes from theirs , Nor turn them up to pray . And now this ...
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... Dungeon - ghyll so foully rent , With ropes of rock and bells of air Three sinful sextons ' ghosts are pent , Who all give back , one after t'other , The death - note to their living brother ; And oft too , by the knell offended , Just ...
... Dungeon - ghyll so foully rent , With ropes of rock and bells of air Three sinful sextons ' ghosts are pent , Who all give back , one after t'other , The death - note to their living brother ; And oft too , by the knell offended , Just ...
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... dungeon torture made thy hand and breath Inconstant to the truth within thy heart ? That truth , from which , through fear , thou twice didst start , Fear haply told thee , was a learned strife , Or not so vital as to claim thy life ...
... dungeon torture made thy hand and breath Inconstant to the truth within thy heart ? That truth , from which , through fear , thou twice didst start , Fear haply told thee , was a learned strife , Or not so vital as to claim thy life ...
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... dungeon of their prison house , Where was no bed , no fire , no ray of light , No touch , no sound of comfort ! The black air , It was a toil to breathe it ! when the door , Slow opening at the appointed hour , disclosed One human ...
... dungeon of their prison house , Where was no bed , no fire , no ray of light , No touch , no sound of comfort ! The black air , It was a toil to breathe it ! when the door , Slow opening at the appointed hour , disclosed One human ...
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ALHADRA ALVAR ancient Mariner Andreas arms art thou babe beneath BETHLEN bless blood brother Cain cavern CHEF RAGOZZI child Christabel curse dæmons dare dark dead dear death didst doth dream dungeon Enter Exit eyes face faith fancy father fear gentle Geraldine GLYCINE groan guilt hand Hark hast hath hear heard heart Heaven honour Hush Illyria innocent ISIDORE king kneel Lady Sarolta LASKA light live look Lord Casimir LORD RUDOLPH Lord Valdez loud maid MONVIEDRO moon moonlight Moorish Moresco mother murder ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er OLD BATHORY ORDONIO Pestalutz POLYA pray Prince Emerick RAAB KIUPRILI rock Roland de Vaux round Saints shield shadow 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 tyrant voice wood wretch ZAPOLYA ZULIMEZ
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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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,
Page 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.
Page 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.