Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of PoemsRest Fenner, 1817 - 303 páginas |
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... breath nor motion , As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean . Water , water , every where , And all the boards did shrink ; Water water , every where , Nor any drop to drink . The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this ...
... breath nor motion , As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean . Water , water , every where , And all the boards did shrink ; Water water , every where , Nor any drop to drink . The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this ...
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... breath drew in , As they were drinking all . See ! see ! ( I cried ) she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal ; Without a breeze , without a tide , She steddies with upright keel ! The western wave was all a - flame . The day was well ...
... breath drew in , As they were drinking all . See ! see ! ( I cried ) she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal ; Without a breeze , without a tide , She steddies with upright keel ! The western wave was all a - flame . The day was well ...
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... breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the ship , Moved onward from beneath . Under the keel nine fathom deep , From the land of mist and snow , The spirit slid ; and it was he That made the ship to go . The sails at noon left off their ...
... breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the ship , Moved onward from beneath . Under the keel nine fathom deep , From the land of mist and snow , The spirit slid ; and it was he That made the ship to go . The sails at noon left off their ...
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... breath Imitates the toil of Death ! No stranger agony confounds The Soldier on the war - field spread , When all foredone with toil and wounds . Death - like he dozes among heaps of dead ! ( The strife is o'er , the day - light fled ...
... breath Imitates the toil of Death ! No stranger agony confounds The Soldier on the war - field spread , When all foredone with toil and wounds . Death - like he dozes among heaps of dead ! ( The strife is o'er , the day - light fled ...
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... breathe thy soul in forms of human power . Alike from all , howe'er they praise thee , ( Nor prayer , nor boastful name delays thee ) Alike from Priestcraft's harpy minions , And factious Blasphemy's obscener slaves , Thou speedest on ...
... breathe thy soul in forms of human power . Alike from all , howe'er they praise thee , ( Nor prayer , nor boastful name delays thee ) Alike from Priestcraft's harpy minions , And factious Blasphemy's obscener slaves , Thou speedest on ...
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Albatross ancient Mariner arms 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 deep dream dropt Earl HENRY Earth Edward Ellen fancy fear feel gaz'd gazed gentle glad green groan hath hear heard heart Heaven hill holy hope Jeremy Taylor land of mist Lapland 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 Poem poor prayer rock round sails scarcely seem'd ship sigh silent sing sleep song soul sound spirit stars stept stood strange stream sweet sweet sensations swelling tale tears tell thee thine things thou thought thro toil twas Twill voice Wedding-Guest wild wind wings youth