 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 頁
...than he ; Her flesh made the still air cold.. The naked Hulk alongside came And the Twain were playing dice ; " The Game is done ! I 've won, I 've won !" Quoth she, and whistled thrice. A gust of wind sterte up behind And whistled through his bones ; Thro' the hole of... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 頁
...than he ; Her flesh made the still air cold. The naked Hulk alongside came And the Twain-were playing dice ; " The Game is done ! I 've won, I 've won !" Quoth she, and whistled thrice. A gust of wind sterte up behind And whistled through his bones ; Thro' the hole of... | |
 | 1820 - 774 頁
...verses ore, we think, quite new. The second of them is, perhaps, the most exquisite in the whole poem. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice ; " The game is done ! I've won, I've won !" Quoth (he, and whistles thrice. The iVtm'i rim dipt ; Ote tiara ruth out :... | |
 | 1820 - 784 頁
...verses are, we think, quite new. The second of them is, perhaps, the most exquisite in the whole poem. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice ; " The game is done ! I've won, I've won !" Quoth she, and whistles thrice. The Surfs rim dips ,< the stars rush out :... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 頁
...as gold : Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-Mair LIFE-IN-UEATH was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice : " The game is done ! I've won ! I've won !" Quoth she, and whistles thrice. A gust of wind sterte up behind And whistled... | |
 | Constantine Henry Phipps Marquess of Normanby - 1825 - 336 頁
...altitude, presents but a hazy white. Evening recompenses for this, no doubt, were it not so brief; " The sun's rim dips ; the stars rush out, At one stride comes the dark," and you have scarce opened your lattice to enjoy it, ere 'tis gone. The extensive view of Rome that... | |
 | Constantine Henry Phipps (1st marq. of Normanby.) - 1825 - 332 頁
...altitude, presents but a hazy white. Evening recompenses for this, no doubt, were it not so brief; " The sun's rim dips ; the stars rush out, At one stride comes the dark," and you have scarce opened your lattice to enjoy it, ere 'tis gone. The extensive view of Rome that... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 頁
...yellow as gold: Her skin wan as white as leprosy, The Nipht Mair LIFK-IN-DEITH was ehe, Who thicks man's blood with cold. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were canting dice; The grame is done ! 14e, I've won ! Quoth the, and whistles thrice. The Sun's rim dips;... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 頁
...as gold : Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-Mare LIFB-IK-DEATB was she, Who thicks man's s sacrificed to the honour of that God with whom he was afterwards costing dice ; « The game is done ! I 've won, I 've won !* Quoth she, and whistles thrice. The Sun's... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 頁
...The naked hulk alongside camp, And the twain were casting dice ; " Tho game is done ! I've won, I've oll, Yield homage only to eternal laws ! \'f Woods ! that listen to the night-birds' singing, j With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea Off shot the spectre-bark. We listen'd and look'd sideways up... | |
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Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice; 'The game is done! I've won! I've won! 
