The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of Wallenstein, Remorse, and Zapolya, Volume 2W. Pickering, 1829 |
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... listened and looked sideways up ! Fear at my heart , as at a cup , My life - blood seemed to sip ! The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white ; From the sails the dew did drip- Till clomb ...
... listened and looked sideways up ! Fear at my heart , as at a cup , My life - blood seemed to sip ! The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white ; From the sails the dew did drip- Till clomb ...
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... listening air They steal their way from stair to stair Now in glimmer , and now in gloom , And now they pass the Baron's room , As still as death with stifled breath ! And now have reached her chamber door ; And now doth Geraldine press ...
... listening air They steal their way from stair to stair Now in glimmer , and now in gloom , And now they pass the Baron's room , As still as death with stifled breath ! And now have reached her chamber door ; And now doth Geraldine press ...
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... listening heard him with a smile ; Then turned to Lady Geraldine , His eyes made up of wonder and love ; And said in courtly accents fine , Sweet maid , Lord Roland's beauteous dove , With arms more strong than harp or song , Thy sire ...
... listening heard him with a smile ; Then turned to Lady Geraldine , His eyes made up of wonder and love ; And said in courtly accents fine , Sweet maid , Lord Roland's beauteous dove , With arms more strong than harp or song , Thy sire ...
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... listen for thy voice . Beloved ! ' tis not thine ; thou art not there ! Then melts the bubble into idle air , And wishing without hope I restlessly despair . 5 . The mother with anticipated glee Smiles o'er the child , that standing by ...
... listen for thy voice . Beloved ! ' tis not thine ; thou art not there ! Then melts the bubble into idle air , And wishing without hope I restlessly despair . 5 . The mother with anticipated glee Smiles o'er the child , that standing by ...
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... listening whispered , " Ere yet I could speak , I am sure , O my father , that I heard that voice . Have not I often said that I remembered a sweet voice . O my father ! this is it : " and Cain trembled exceedingly . The voice was sweet ...
... listening whispered , " Ere yet I could speak , I am sure , O my father , that I heard that voice . Have not I often said that I remembered a sweet voice . O my father ! this is it : " and Cain trembled exceedingly . The voice was sweet ...
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ALHADRA ALVAR ancient Mariner Andreas arms babe beneath BETHLEN bless blood brother Cain cavern CHEF RAGOZZI child Christabel curse dæmons dare dark dead dear death didst doth dream dungeon Enter Exit face faith fancy father fear gentle Geraldine GLYCINE groan guilt hand hast hath hear heard heart Heaven honour hope Hush Illyria innocent ISIDORE king kneel Lady Sarolta LASKA light live look Lord Casimir LORD RUDOLPH Lord Valdez loud maid methought MONVIEDRO moon moonlight Moorish Moresco mother murder ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er OLD BATHORY ORDONIO pause Pestalutz pray RAAB KIUPRILI rock Roland de Vaux round S. T. COLERIDGE Saints shield seemed shadow ship Sir Leoline sleep smile soul spake speak spirit stood strange sweet sword tale tears tell TERESA thee thine thing thou art thought traitor Twas tyrant voice Wedding-Guest wood ZAPOLYA ZULIMEZ
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Page 5 - We listened and looked sideways up! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seemed to sip! The stars were dim, and thick the night, The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white; From the sails the dew did drip) — Till clomb above the eastern bar The horned Moon, with one bright star Within the nether tip.
Page 28 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Page 12 - 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.
Page 16 - 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.
Page 9 - In his loneliness and fixedness he yearneth towards the journeying Moon, and the Stars that still sojourn, yet still move onward; and everywhere the blue sky belongs to them, and is their appointed rest, and their native country and their own natural homes, which they enter unannounced, as lords that are certainly expected and yet there is a silent joy at their arrival.
Page 11 - 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.
Page 19 - 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.