The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

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D. Appleton & Company, 1866 - 51 páginas
 

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Crítica de los usuarios  - AlanWPowers - LibraryThing

Memorized maybe ten stanzas of this ballad meter, 40 lines in Junior H.S., and they stayed with me all my life. You would never know that the author of such simple verse had the most astute critical ... Leer comentario completo

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Crítica de los usuarios  - Joe73 - LibraryThing

Haunting and terrifying story. A poem, a story, a little of everything. Case in point. Don't take your life for granted. Some have it much worse than you. I feel that the author accomplished what many ... Leer comentario completo

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Página 32 - 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.
Página 35 - 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.
Página 32 - gan work the ropes, Where they were wont to do; They raised their limbs like lifeless tools — We were a ghastly crew. The body of my brother's son Stood by me, knee to knee: The body and I pulled at one rope, But he said nought to me." "I fear thee, ancient Mariner!
Página 37 - 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.
Página 35 - The sails at noon left off their tune, And the ship stood still also. The Sun, right up above the mast, Had fixed her to the ocean: But in a minute she 'gan stir, With a short uneasy motion— Backwards and forwards half her length With a short uneasy motion. Then like a pawing horse let go, She made a sudden bound: It flung the blood into my head, And I fell down in a swound.
Página 15 - Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist.
Página 32 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream, To have seen those dead men rise.

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