Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of PoemsRest Fenner, 23 Paternoster Row, 1817 - 303 páginas |
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... hear . It is a perilous tale ! No one ? MARIA . FOSTER - MOTHER . My husband's father told it me , Poor old Leoni : Angels , rest his soul ! He was a woodman , and could fell , and saw , With lusty arm . You know that huge round beam ...
... hear . It is a perilous tale ! No one ? MARIA . FOSTER - MOTHER . My husband's father told it me , Poor old Leoni : Angels , rest his soul ! He was a woodman , and could fell , and saw , With lusty arm . You know that huge round beam ...
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... hear❜d a voice distinctly ; ' twas the youth's , Who sung a doleful song about green fields , How sweet it were on lake or wild savannah To hunt for food , and be a naked man , And wander up and down at liberty . 1 He always doted on ...
... hear❜d a voice distinctly ; ' twas the youth's , Who sung a doleful song about green fields , How sweet it were on lake or wild savannah To hunt for food , and be a naked man , And wander up and down at liberty . 1 He always doted on ...
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... hear ! Yet , mine eye fixt on Heaven's unchanging clime , Long had I listened , free from mortal fear , With inward stillness , and submitted mind ; When lo ! its folds far waving on the wind , I saw the train of the DEPARTING YEAR ...
... hear ! Yet , mine eye fixt on Heaven's unchanging clime , Long had I listened , free from mortal fear , With inward stillness , and submitted mind ; When lo ! its folds far waving on the wind , I saw the train of the DEPARTING YEAR ...
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... hear DESTRUCTION , like a vulture , scream ! Strange - eyed DESTRUCTION ! who with many a dream Of central fires thro ' nether seas upthund'ring Soothes her fierce solitude ; yet as she lies By livid fount , or red volcanic stream , If ...
... hear DESTRUCTION , like a vulture , scream ! Strange - eyed DESTRUCTION ! who with many a dream Of central fires thro ' nether seas upthund'ring Soothes her fierce solitude ; yet as she lies By livid fount , or red volcanic stream , If ...
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... hear the famish'd brood of prey Flap their lank pennons on the groaning wind ! Away , my soul , away ! I unpartaking of the evil thing , With daily prayer and daily toil Soliciting for food my scanty soil , Have wailed my country with a ...
... hear the famish'd brood of prey Flap their lank pennons on the groaning wind ! Away , my soul , away ! I unpartaking of the evil thing , With daily prayer and daily toil Soliciting for food my scanty soil , Have wailed my country with a ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
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 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
Passagens conhecidas
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...