The Ancient Mariner: And Other PoemsCharles Tilt, Fleet Street ; J. Menzies, Edinburgh ; W. F. Wakeman, Dublin., 1836 - 142 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 7
... sails dropt down , ' Twas sad as sad could be ; And we did speak only to break The silence of the sea ! All in a hot and copper sky , The bloody sun , at noon , Right up above the mast did stand , No bigger than the moon . Day after day ...
... sails dropt down , ' Twas sad as sad could be ; And we did speak only to break The silence of the sea ! All in a hot and copper sky , The bloody sun , at noon , Right up above the mast did stand , No bigger than the moon . Day after day ...
الصفحة 9
... with black lips baked 2 , We could nor laugh nor wail ; Through 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 baked , Agape THE ANCIENT MARINER .
... with black lips baked 2 , We could nor laugh nor wail ; Through 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 baked , Agape THE ANCIENT MARINER .
الصفحة 10
... sails that glance in the sun , Like restless gossameres ? 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 ? 6 Her ...
... sails that glance in the sun , Like restless gossameres ? 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 ? 6 Her ...
الصفحة 11
... sails the dew did drip- Till clomb above the eastern bar The horned moon , with one bright star Within the nether tip . One after one , by the star - dogged moon 11 , Too quick for groan or sigh , Each turned his face with a ghastly ...
... sails the dew did drip- Till clomb above the eastern bar The horned moon , with one bright star Within the nether tip . One after one , by the star - dogged moon 11 , Too quick for groan or sigh , Each turned his face with a ghastly ...
الصفحة 15
... And was a blessed ghost . And soon I heard a roaring wind 2 ; It did not come a - near ; But with its sound it shook the sails , That were so thin and sere . The upper air burst into life , And a hundred THE ANCIENT MARINER . 15.
... And was a blessed ghost . And soon I heard a roaring wind 2 ; It did not come a - near ; But with its sound it shook the sails , That were so thin and sere . The upper air burst into life , And a hundred THE ANCIENT MARINER . 15.
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albatross Ancient Mariner anguish ANTISTROPHE bard beneath bird black lips blast blest bosom breast breath breeze bright Chatterton cheek clouds dance dark Darts dead dear dread dream earth EPODE faery fair fancy fancy's fear feelings fix'd flower French Revolution gale gaze gleam glitter groan haply hath hear heard heart heaven Hermit holy hour hues Lamb of God land of mist Lee Boo light lonely loud maid meek mild mind mist Monody moon muse night noon nurs'd o'er thy ocean Peace pensive pity Pixies Poems poison'd rise RIVER OTTER rose round sails shadow ship shrieks sigh sleep smile soft song SONNET soothes sorrows soul spirit star strange stream sublime sweet swell tear thee thine thou thro throne toil trembling Twas vale voice wave wedding-guest ween weep wild wind wing
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الصفحة 27 - 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.
الصفحة 5 - 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 drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
الصفحة 18 - 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 19 - Is this the man? By him who died on cross, With his cruel bow he laid full low The harmless Albatross. The Spirit who bideth by himself In the land of mist and snow, He loved the bird that loved the man Who shot him with his bow.
الصفحة 24 - The pilot and the pilot's boy, I heard them coming fast : Dear Lord in heaven ! it was a joy The dead men could not blast. I saw a third — I heard his voice : It is the hermit good ! He singeth loud his godly hymns That he makes in the wood. * He'll shrieve my soul, he'll wash away The Albatross's blood.
الصفحة 10 - Alas! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she nears and nears! Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres!
الصفحة 16 - The upper air burst into life! And a hundred fire-flags sheen, To and fro they were hurried about ! And to and fro, and in and out, The wan stars danced between.
الصفحة 11 - The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice; "The game is done! I've won! I've won!
الصفحة 4 - The Sun came up upon the left, 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 4 - Eftsoons his hand dropt he. He holds him with his glittering eye The Wedding-Guest 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.