The Poems of S.T. Coleridge, 48. kötetBell and Daldy, 1864 - 299 oldal |
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... stood Affection meek ( Her bosom bare , and wildly pale her cheek ) Thy sullen gaze she bade thee roll On scenes that well might melt thy soul ; Thy native cot she flashed upon thy view , Thy native cot , where still , at close of day ...
... stood Affection meek ( Her bosom bare , and wildly pale her cheek ) Thy sullen gaze she bade thee roll On scenes that well might melt thy soul ; Thy native cot she flashed upon thy view , Thy native cot , where still , at close of day ...
14. oldal
... stood smiling by ! - But cease , fond heart ! this bootless moan : Those hours on rapid pinions flown Shall yet return , by absence crowned , And scatter livelier roses round . The Sun who ne'er remits his fires On heedless eyes may ...
... stood smiling by ! - But cease , fond heart ! this bootless moan : Those hours on rapid pinions flown Shall yet return , by absence crowned , And scatter livelier roses round . The Sun who ne'er remits his fires On heedless eyes may ...
73. oldal
... stood still , And listens like a three years ' child : The Mariner hath his will . The Wedding - Guest sat on a stone : He cannot choose but hear ; And thus spake on that ancient man , The bright - eyed Mariner . The ship was cheered ...
... stood still , And listens like a three years ' child : The Mariner hath his will . The Wedding - Guest sat on a stone : He cannot choose but hear ; And thus spake on that ancient man , The bright - eyed Mariner . The ship was cheered ...
78. oldal
... utter drought all dumb we stood ! I bit my arm , I sucked the blood , And cried , A sail ! a sail ! With throats unslaked , with black lips Agape they heard me call : [ baked , Gramercy ! they for joy did grin , And all 78 THE RIME OF.
... utter drought all dumb we stood ! I bit my arm , I sucked the blood , And cried , A sail ! a sail ! With throats unslaked , with black lips Agape they heard me call : [ baked , Gramercy ! they for joy did grin , And all 78 THE RIME OF.
85. oldal
... lifeless tools- We were a ghastly crew . The body of my brother's son Stood by me , knee to knee : The bodies of the ship's crew are in- spirited , and the ship moves on ; But not by the souls of the men , nor THE ANCIENT MARINER . 85.
... lifeless tools- We were a ghastly crew . The body of my brother's son Stood by me , knee to knee : The bodies of the ship's crew are in- spirited , and the ship moves on ; But not by the souls of the men , nor THE ANCIENT MARINER . 85.
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184. oldal - Who gave you your invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy, Unceasing thunder and eternal foam? And who commanded (and the silence came), Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?
85. oldal - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes ; It had been strange, even in a dream, To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on ; Yet never a breeze...
230. oldal - My shaping spirit of Imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel But to be still and patient, all I can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan; Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almost grown the habit of my soul.
90. oldal - 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.
93. oldal - I never saw aught like to them, Unless perchance it were Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My forest-brook along; When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, And the owlet whoops to the wolf below, That eats the she-wolf's young.
229. oldal - To lift the smothering weight from off my breast? It were a vain endeavour, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.
87. oldal - twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
82. oldal - In his loneliness and fixedness he yearneth towards the journeying Moon, and the stars that still sojourn, yet still move onward; and everywhere the blue sky belongs to them, and is their appointed rest, and their native country and their own natural homes, which they enter unannounced, as lords that are certainly expected and yet there is a silent joy at their arrival...
275. oldal - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
279. oldal - And now have reached her chamber door ; And now doth Geraldine press down The rushes of the chamber floor. The moon shines dim in the open air, And not a moonbeam enters here. But they without its light can see The chamber carved so curiously, Carved with figures strange and sweet, All made out of the carver's brain, For a lady's chamber meet : The lamp with twofold silver chain Is fastened to an angel's feet.