 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1835 - 394 páginas
...And there the dead men lay. I looked to heaven, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as...and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat ; Mr. Wordsworth. It was on a delightful walk from Nether Stowey to Dulverton, with him and his sister,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 170 páginas
...there the dead men lay 4. I looked to heaven, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gush't, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as...like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they ; The look with which they... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 496 páginas
...A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids and kept them close, Till the balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the sea,...like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they ; The look with which they... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1838 - 492 páginas
...A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids and kept them close, Till the balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the sea,...like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they ; The look with which they... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 páginas
...to pray ; But or ever a prayer hnd gush'd, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dustI r of giving the interest of novelty, by the modifying...shade, which moon-light or sunset, diffused over a feet The cold sweat melted from their But the cune Brlimbe, eto *°r n'm '" TD1 Nor rot nor reek did... | |
 | Barbara Hofland - 1843 - 974 páginas
...one—he had thrown himself bodily on the horns of the altar. " Sanctuary!" he cried. TOL. IL G . CHAPTER I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls...and the sea, and the sea and the sky, Lay, like a cloud, on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. Rime of the Ancient Mariner. ON the evening following... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 páginas
...And there the dead men lay. I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had guehed, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as...like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they; The look with which they looked... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 páginas
...And there the dead men lay. I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gushed, mbers eea and the sky, Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. The cold sweat melted... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 páginas
...drew my eyes away ; I look'd upon the rotting deck, \nd there the dead men lay. I look'd to Heaven, And he shall be the man, Who, on the approaching morning,...the tumnlt ! Then was my horse kill'd under me : I feet. The cold sweat melted from their But the тоги- Итlimbs, elh for him io til* Nor rot nor... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1845 - 846 páginas
...live. and so many lie dead. I looked to heaven, and tried to prny ; But or ever a prayer had gushed, A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as...like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. * For the last two lines of this stanza I am indebted to Mr Wordsworth. It was on a delightful... | |
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A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. 
