the poetical works of samuel taylor coleridge


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Pagina 64 - 2 Rev, chap. iv. v. 2 and 3.—And immediately I was in the Spirit: and behold, a Throne was set in Heaven and one sat on the Throne. And he that sat was to look upon like a jasper and a sardine stone, etc. how the
Pagina 588 - History of Greenland, vol. i, 206. 1. 327. Revelation vi. 9, ii. ‘ And when he had opened the fifth seal I saw under the altar the souls of them that were slain for the word of God, and for the testimony which they held. And white robes were given unto every one of them, and it was said unto
Pagina 520 - That makes the heavens be mute. It ceas'd: 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. 11.
Pagina 519 - Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gusht from my heart, And I bless'd them unaware! Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I bless'd them unaware. The self-same moment I could pray; 280 And from my neck so free The Albatross fell off, and sank Like lead into the sea. V
Pagina 517 - Day after day, day after day, We stuck, ne breath ne motion, As idle as a painted Ship Upon a painted Ocean. Water, water, every where, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, everywhere, Ne any drop to drink, The very deeps did rot: 0 Christ! That ever this should be!
Pagina 167 - and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful Form! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge! But when I look again,
Pagina 521 - We drifted o'er the Harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray‘0 let me be awake, my God! ‘Or let me sleep alway!' The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn! And on the bay the moon light lay, And the shadow of the moon. 480 The moonlight bay was white all o'er,
Pagina 519 - 250 But 0! more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye! Seven days, seven nights I saw that curse, And yet I could not die. The moving Moon went up the sky, And no where did abide: Softly she was going up And a star or two besideHer beams
Pagina 522 - There was no breeze upon the bay, No wave against the shore. The rock shone bright, the kirk no less That stands above the rock: The moonlight steep'd in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light, Till rising from the same Full many shapes, that shadows were, In
Pagina 523 - That anguish comes and makes me tell My ghastly aventure. I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; The moment that his face I see I know the man that must hear me; To him my tale I teach.

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