The Poetical Works of S. T. Coleridge, المجلد 2W. Pickering, 1835 - 331 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 40
... tear . With open eyes ( ah woe is me ! ) Asleep , and dreaming fearfully , Fearfully dreaming , yet I wis , Dreaming that alone , which is- O sorrow and shame ! Can this be she , The lady , who knelt at the old oak tree ? And lo ! the ...
... tear . With open eyes ( ah woe is me ! ) Asleep , and dreaming fearfully , Fearfully dreaming , yet I wis , Dreaming that alone , which is- O sorrow and shame ! Can this be she , The lady , who knelt at the old oak tree ? And lo ! the ...
الصفحة 41
... tears she sheds- Large tears that leave the lashes bright ! And oft the while she seems to smile As infants at a sudden light ! Yea , she doth smile , and she doth weep , Like a youthful hermitess , Beauteous in a wilderness . Who ...
... tears she sheds- Large tears that leave the lashes bright ! And oft the while she seems to smile As infants at a sudden light ! Yea , she doth smile , and she doth weep , Like a youthful hermitess , Beauteous in a wilderness . Who ...
الصفحة 46
... tears were on his face , And fondly in his arms he took Fair Geraldine , who met the embrace , Prolonging it with joyous look . Which when she viewed , a vision fell Upon the soul of Christabel , The vision of fear , the touch and pain ...
... tears were on his face , And fondly in his arms he took Fair Geraldine , who met the embrace , Prolonging it with joyous look . Which when she viewed , a vision fell Upon the soul of Christabel , The vision of fear , the touch and pain ...
الصفحة 59
... thro ' the veiling mist you see The black and shadowy stem ; - Smit by the sun the mist in glee Dissolves to lightsome jewelry- Each blossom hath its gem ! With tear - drop glittering to a smile , The MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . 59.
... thro ' the veiling mist you see The black and shadowy stem ; - Smit by the sun the mist in glee Dissolves to lightsome jewelry- Each blossom hath its gem ! With tear - drop glittering to a smile , The MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . 59.
الصفحة 60
Samuel Taylor Coleridge. With tear - drop glittering to a smile , The gay maid on the garden - stile Mimics the hunter's shout . " Hip ! Florian , hip ! To horse , to horse ! Go , bring the palfrey out . " My Julian's out with all his ...
Samuel Taylor Coleridge. With tear - drop glittering to a smile , The gay maid on the garden - stile Mimics the hunter's shout . " Hip ! Florian , hip ! To horse , to horse ! Go , bring the palfrey out . " My Julian's out with all his ...
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Alhadra Alvar babe Bathory beneath Bethlen bless blood brave breath brother Cain cavern child Christabel curse dare dark dastard dead dear death didst doth dream e'en earth Emerick Enter Exit face fair faith fancy father fear gentle Geraldine Glycine guilt hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven honour hope Hush Illyria innocent Isid Isidore king lady Laska light live look Lord Casimir Lord Julian loud maid moon Moorish Moresco mother murder Nether Stowey night o'er Ordonio pray Raab Kiuprili Ragozzi Robesp Robespierre Roland de Vaux round S. T. COLERIDGE Sarolta sate Sir Leoline sleep smile soul spake speak spirit St-Just stood strange sweet sword tale Tallien tears tell Teresa thee thine thou art thought traitor Twas tyrant Valdez voice wood Zapolya
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الصفحة 44 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
الصفحة 4 - We hailed it in God's name. It ate the food it ne'er had eat, And round and round it flew. The ice did split with a thunder-fit; The helmsman steered us through! And a good south wind sprung up behind; The Albatross did follow, And every day, for food or play, Came to the mariners
الصفحة 3 - 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.
الصفحة 16 - 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.
الصفحة 11 - I fear thee, ancient Mariner ! I fear thy skinny hand ! And thou art long, and lank, and brown, As is the ribbed sea-sand. " I fear thee, and thy glittering eye, And thy skinny hand, so brown.
الصفحة 26 - 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.
الصفحة 10 - We listened and looked sideways up! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seemed to sip! The stars were dim, and thick the night, The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white; From the sails the dew did drip — Till clomb above the eastern bar The horned Moon, with one bright star Within the nether tip.
الصفحة 12 - The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high ; But oh ! more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye ! Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse, And yet I could not die.
الصفحة 5 - The Sun now rose upon the right Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day, for food or play, Came to the mariners...
الصفحة 7 - 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, 1 beheld a something in the sky.