Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of PoemsRest Fenner, 1817 - 303页 |
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第viii页
... heard the last shriek of the perishing souls- See ! see ! o'er the topmast the mad water rolls ! Right glad was the raven , and off he went fleet , And Death riding home on a cloud he did meet , And he thank'd him again and again for ...
... heard the last shriek of the perishing souls- See ! see ! o'er the topmast the mad water rolls ! Right glad was the raven , and off he went fleet , And Death riding home on a cloud he did meet , And he thank'd him again and again for ...
第xii页
... , 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 . 1 The bride hath paced into the hall , Red as 4.
... , 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 . 1 The bride hath paced into the hall , Red as 4.
第13页
... heard me call : Gramercy ! they for joy did grin , And all at once their breath drew in , As they were drinking all . See ! see ! ( I cried ) she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal ; Without a breeze , without a tide , She steddies ...
... heard me call : Gramercy ! they for joy did grin , And all at once their breath drew in , As they were drinking all . See ! see ! ( I cried ) she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal ; Without a breeze , without a tide , She steddies ...
第15页
... heard whisper , o'er the sea , Off shot the spectre - bark . We listen'd and look'd sideways up !. Fear at my heart , as at a cup , My life - blood seem'd to sip ! The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his ...
... heard whisper , o'er the sea , Off shot the spectre - bark . We listen'd and look'd sideways up !. Fear at my heart , as at a cup , My life - blood seem'd to sip ! The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his ...
第16页
... heard nor sigh nor groan ) With heavy thump , a lifeless lump , They dropped down one by one . The souls did from their bodies fly , - gins her work They fled to bliss or woe ! on the ancient Mariner . And every soul , it passed me by ...
... heard nor sigh nor groan ) With heavy thump , a lifeless lump , They dropped down one by one . The souls did from their bodies fly , - gins her work They fled to bliss or woe ! on the ancient Mariner . And every soul , it passed me by ...
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Albatross ancient Mariner arms babe beneath bird black lips blast blessed bower breath breeze bright bright eye calm cheek child cloud curse dæmons dark dead dear Rain deep dream Earl HENRY Earth Edward Ellen fancy fear feelings gaz'd gazed gentle green groan hath hear heard heart Heaven hill holy hope Jeremy Taylor land of mist Lewti light limbs living look'd loud lov'd Maid melancholy methinks Milton mind Moon mossy Mother murmur ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er ocean once PATRICK SPENCE Poem poor prayer ROBERT SOUTHEY rock round S. T. COLERIDGE sails scarcely seem'd ship sigh silent sing sleep song soul sound spirit stars stept stood strange stream sweet sweet sensations swelling tale tears tell thee thine things thou thought thro toil twas Twill voice Wedding-Guest wild wind wings youth
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第38页 - 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.
第37页 - Laughed loud and long, and all the while His eyes went to and fro. "Ha! ha!" quoth he, "full plain I see, The Devil knows how to row." And now, all in my own countree, I stood on the firm land! The Hermit stepped forth from the boat, And scarcely he could stand. "O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!" The Hermit crossed his brow. "Say quick," quoth he, "I bid thee say What manner of man art thou?
第27页 - 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.
第10页 - 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, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
第22页 - My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my body drank. I moved, and could not feel my limbs : I was so light — almost I thought that I had died in sleep, And was a blessed ghost.
第35页 - Strange, by my faith!" the Hermit said — "And they answered not our cheer! The planks looked warped! and see those sails, How thin they are and sere! I never saw aught like to them. Unless perchance it were Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My forest-brook along; When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, And the owlet whoops to the wolf below, That eats the she-wolfs young." "Dear Lord! it hath a fiendish look — (The Pilot made reply) I am a-feared
第23页 - The Moon was at its edge. The thick black cloud was cleft, and still The Moon was at its side: Like waters shot" from some high crag, The lightning fell with never a jag, A river steep and wide.
第21页 - Oh sleep! it is a gentle thing, Beloved from pole to pole ! To Mary Queen the praise be given! She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven, That slid into my soul.
第164页 - Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet?— God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
第30页 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.