Christabel: Kubla Khan : a Vision ; The Pains of SleepJohn Murray, 1816 - 64 oldal |
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35. oldal
... round , And nothing saw , but his own sweet maid With eyes uprais'd , as one that pray'd . The touch , the sight , had pass'd away , And in its stead that vision blest , Which comforted her after - rest , While in the lady's arms she ...
... round , And nothing saw , but his own sweet maid With eyes uprais'd , as one that pray'd . The touch , the sight , had pass'd away , And in its stead that vision blest , Which comforted her after - rest , While in the lady's arms she ...
42. oldal
... round , And like a thing , that sought relief , Full of wonder and full of grief , She roll'd her large bright eyes divine Wildly on Sir Leoline . The maid , alas ! her thoughts are gone , She nothing sees - no sight but one ! The maid ...
... round , And like a thing , that sought relief , Full of wonder and full of grief , She roll'd her large bright eyes divine Wildly on Sir Leoline . The maid , alas ! her thoughts are gone , She nothing sees - no sight but one ! The maid ...
47. oldal
... round cheeks That always finds , and never seeks , Makes such a vision to the sight As fills a father's eyes with light ; And pleasures flow in so thick and fast Upon his heart , that he at last Must needs express his love's excess With ...
... round cheeks That always finds , and never seeks , Makes such a vision to the sight As fills a father's eyes with light ; And pleasures flow in so thick and fast Upon his heart , that he at last Must needs express his love's excess With ...
55. oldal
... , the sacred river , ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea . So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round ; And here were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossom'd III.
... , the sacred river , ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea . So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round ; And here were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossom'd III.
58. oldal
... flashing eyes , his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice , And close your eyes with holy dread : For he on honey - dew hath fed , And drank the milk of Paradise . The Pains of Sleep . THE PAINS OF SLEEP . 58 KUBLA KHAN .
... flashing eyes , his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice , And close your eyes with holy dread : For he on honey - dew hath fed , And drank the milk of Paradise . The Pains of Sleep . THE PAINS OF SLEEP . 58 KUBLA KHAN .
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Andreas arms babe BATHO Bathory's beneath BETH Bethlen Bathory bless Bracy brave CASIM cavern Chef Ragozzi child Christabel cockatrice command curse dare dastard doth dream E'en EMER Enter Exeunt eyes faith father fear Geraldine guard Hark haste hath hear heard heart Heaven Hush Illyria King Emerick KIUP kneel KUBLA KHAN Lady Sarolta lady's LASK Laska leave look Lord Casimir lord high steward LORD RUDOLPH loud Lycanthropus madam maid mother mountains noble o'er OLD BATHORY orphan's palace PESTA PESTALUTZ poor pray Prince Emerick Queen Raab Kiuprili RAGOZ retire Roland de Vaux royal S. T. COLERIDGE SAROL servants Sir Leoline Sire soul sov'reign's spake speak spirit steward sweet sword tale tears tell thee thine Thou art throne traitor treason turn'd Twas twice the sun tyrant usurpation voice war-wolf wood words youth ZAPO ZAPOLYA ВЕТН
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61. oldal - The shadow of the dome of pleasure Floated midway on the waves; Where was heard the mingled measure From the fountain and the caves. It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
60. oldal - Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail : And mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river.
15. oldal - So free from danger, free from fear, They cross'd the court : right glad they were. And Christabel devoutly cried To the lady by her side ; ' Praise we the Virgin all divine Who hath rescued thee from thy distress!' 'Alas, alas!' said Geraldine, ' I cannot speak for weariness.
9. oldal - Tis a month before the month of May, And the Spring comes slowly up this way. The lovely lady, Christabel, Whom her father loves so well, What makes her in the wood so late, A furlong from the castle gate? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight; And she in the midnight wood will pray For the weal of her lover that's far away.
23. oldal - In the touch of this bosom there worketh a spell, Which is lord of thy utterance, Christabel! Thou knowest to-night, and wilt know to-morrow; This mark of my shame, this seal of my sorrow; But...
11. oldal - On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating heart of Christabel ! Jesu, Maria, shield her well ! She folded her arms beneath her cloak, And stole to the other side of the oak.
11. oldal - Her blue-veined feet unsandal'd were, And wildly glittered here and there The gems entangled in her hair. I guess, 'twas frightful there to see A lady so richly clad as she — Beautiful exceedingly! Mary mother, save me now! (Said Christabel,) And who art thou?
25. oldal - Amid the jagged shadows Of mossy leafless boughs, Kneeling in the moonlight, To make her gentle vows ; Her slender palms together prest, Heaving sometimes on her breast ; Her face resigned to bliss or bale—- Her face, oh call it fair not pale, And both blue eyes more bright than clear, Each about to have a tear.
17. oldal - And nothing else saw she thereby, Save the boss of the shield of Sir Leoline tall, Which hung in a murky old niche in the wall. O softly tread, said Christabel, My father seldom sleepeth well.