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" And I had done a hellish thing. And it would work 'em woe: For all averred. I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow. "
English Verse - 182. oldal
Szerkesztette: - 1883
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Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, 1. kötet

William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 oldal
...all averr'd, I had kill'd the Bird That made the Breeze to blow. II. Nor dim nor red, like an Angel's head, The glorious Sun uprist : Then all averr'd,...the Bird That brought the fog and mist. 'Twas right, *aid they, such birds to slay That bring the fog and mist. The breezes blew, the white foam flew, The...

Lyrical ballads, with other poems [including some by S.T. Coleridge]. From ...

William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 oldal
...'em woe.: ' For all averr'd, I had kill'd the bird ' That made the breeze to blow. .' ,.r ' Ne dim ne red, like God's own head ' The glorious sun uprist: ' Then all averr'd, 1 had kill'd the bird ' That brought the fog and mist. " 'Twas right (said they) such' birds to slay...

Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 oldal
...averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slaThat made the breeze to blow ! 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. 'Twas right, said they, such birds to...

Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 oldal
...And I had done an hellish thing, And it would work 'em woe : For all averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slaNor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist : Then all averred, I had killed the...

The cabinet; or The selected beauties of literature [ed. by J ..., 1. kötet

Cabinet - 1824 - 440 oldal
...And I had done an hellish thing, And it would work 'em woe : For all averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow ! Ah wretch ! said they,...God's own head The glorious Sun uprist : Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. 'Twas right, said they, such birds to...

The British poets of the nineteenth century, including the select works of ...

British poets - 1828 - 838 oldal
...And I had done an hellish thing, And it would work 'em woe : For all averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow, Ah wretch ! said they,...dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun nprist: Then all averred. I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. Twas right, said they,...

The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of Wallenstein ...

Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1828 - 386 oldal
...woe : ;tm -icnt. Mariner, for killing For all averred, I had killed the bird the bird of good luck. That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they,...breeze to blow ! Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, fog'cU The glorious Sun uprist : "«• * Then all averred, I had killed the bird aem* That brought...

The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of ..., 2. kötet

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 426 oldal
...: &ncieQt M ari • ner, for killing For all averred, I had killed the bird the bird of good lock. That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they,...God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist : Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. 'Twas right, said they, such birds to...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in ..., 1. kötet

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 oldal
...an hellish thing, And it would work < m woe : For all averr'd, I had kill'd the bird That made ibe ow Flash, lightning-like, with unaccustom'd glow; I pray thee (hat ihou dun nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averr'd, I had kill'd the bird...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 oldal
...had done an hellish thing, And ц would work 'em woe : For jj avcrr.di i („„i kjii'd lho bjr(] sshopper f'ilbi every pause- There is emotion In all that dwells •lay, That modo the breeze to blow ! Bat when tbe (of Nor dim nor red, like God's own rtaueii off,...




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