Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of PoemsRest Fenner, 1817 - 303 páginas |
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... kept them close , And the balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the sea , and the sea and the sky Lay , like a cloud , on my weary eye , And the dead were at my feet . The cold sweat melted from their limbs , Nor rot 18.
... kept them close , And the balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the sea , and the sea and the sky Lay , like a cloud , on my weary eye , And the dead were at my feet . The cold sweat melted from their limbs , Nor rot 18.
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A Collection of Poems Samuel Taylor Coleridge. The cold sweat melted from their limbs , Nor rot nor reek did they : - The look with which they look'd on me Had never pass'd away . An orphan's curse would drag to Hell A spirit ... limbs, ...
A Collection of Poems Samuel Taylor Coleridge. The cold sweat melted from their limbs , Nor rot nor reek did they : - The look with which they look'd on me Had never pass'd away . An orphan's curse would drag to Hell A spirit ... limbs, ...
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... limbs : I was so light - almost I thought that I had died in sleep , And was a blessed ghost . And soon I heard a roaring wind : It did not come anear ; strange sights But with its sound it shook the sails , and commo- tions in the sky ...
... limbs : I was so light - almost I thought that I had died in sleep , And was a blessed ghost . And soon I heard a roaring wind : It did not come anear ; strange sights But with its sound it shook the sails , and commo- tions in the sky ...
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... limbs like lifeless tools →→→ We were a ghastly crew . The body of my brother's son Stood by me , knee to knee : The body and I pulled at one rope , But he said nought to me . The bodies of the ship's crew are inspirited , and the ...
... limbs like lifeless tools →→→ We were a ghastly crew . The body of my brother's son Stood by me , knee to knee : The body and I pulled at one rope , But he said nought to me . The bodies of the ship's crew are inspirited , and the ...
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... limbs ; My ears throb hot ; my eye - balls start ; My brain with horrid tumult swims ; Wild is the tempest of my heart ; And my thick and struggling breath Imitates the toil of Death ! No stranger agony confounds The Soldier on the war ...
... limbs ; My ears throb hot ; my eye - balls start ; My brain with horrid tumult swims ; Wild is the tempest of my heart ; And my thick and struggling breath Imitates the toil of Death ! No stranger agony confounds The Soldier on the war ...
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