Little Classics, 13-14. kötetRossiter Johnson Houghton, Mifflin and Company, 1875 |
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23. oldal
... - Guest he beat his breast , Yet he cannot chuse but hear ; And thus spake on that ancient man , The bright - eyed Mariner . " And now the storm blast come 11 24 He struck with his o'ertaking wings , And chased. THE ANCIENT MARINER . 23.
... - Guest he beat his breast , Yet he cannot chuse but hear ; And thus spake on that ancient man , The bright - eyed Mariner . " And now the storm blast come 11 24 He struck with his o'ertaking wings , And chased. THE ANCIENT MARINER . 23.
24. oldal
Rossiter Johnson. 24 He struck with his o'ertaking wings , And chased us south along . " With sloping masts and dipping prow , As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe , And forward bends his head , The ship ...
Rossiter Johnson. 24 He struck with his o'ertaking wings , And chased us south along . " With sloping masts and dipping prow , As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe , And forward bends his head , The ship ...
53. oldal
... wing In any shape , in any mood : - I've seen it rushing forth in blood , I've seen it on the breaking ocean Strive with a swoln convulsive motion , I've seen the sick and ghastly bed Of Sin delirious with its dread ; But these were ...
... wing In any shape , in any mood : - I've seen it rushing forth in blood , I've seen it on the breaking ocean Strive with a swoln convulsive motion , I've seen the sick and ghastly bed Of Sin delirious with its dread ; But these were ...
56. oldal
... wings , And song that said a thousand things , And seemed to say them all for me ! I never saw its like before , I ne'er shall see its likeness more : It seemed like me to want a mate , But was not half so desolate , And it was come to ...
... wings , And song that said a thousand things , And seemed to say them all for me ! I never saw its like before , I ne'er shall see its likeness more : It seemed like me to want a mate , But was not half so desolate , And it was come to ...
83. oldal
... , She met wi ' the growl of the lion's mouth . With a mooted wing and waefu ' maen , The eagle sought her eyry again ; But lang may she cower in her bloody nest , 1 Before she sey another flight , To play wi '. KILMENY . 83.
... , She met wi ' the growl of the lion's mouth . With a mooted wing and waefu ' maen , The eagle sought her eyry again ; But lang may she cower in her bloody nest , 1 Before she sey another flight , To play wi '. KILMENY . 83.
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29. oldal - 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?
198. oldal - The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
28. oldal - There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! A weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
45. oldal - 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.
150. oldal - thing of evil! — prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us — by that God we both adore — Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
11. oldal - The sober herd that lowed to meet their young; The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school; The watchdog's voice that bayed the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
36. 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.
146. oldal - And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "* Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more.
145. oldal - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
10. oldal - To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose...