The Rime of the Ancient MarinerSampson Low, 1857 - 51 psl. |
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... breeze to blow ! As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean Instead of the cross , the Albatross About my neck was hung . When looking westward , I beheld A something in the sky . When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us ...
... breeze to blow ! As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean Instead of the cross , the Albatross About my neck was hung . When looking westward , I beheld A something in the sky . When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us ...
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... breeze did breathe I heard , and in my soul discerned Two voices in the air ' Twas night , calm night , the moon was high ; The dead men stood together .. And on the bay the moonlight lay , And the shadow of the moon . • The skiff ...
... breeze did breathe I heard , and in my soul discerned Two voices in the air ' Twas night , calm night , the moon was high ; The dead men stood together .. And on the bay the moonlight lay , And the shadow of the moon . • The skiff ...
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... breeze blew , the white foam flew , The fair breeze The furrow followed free ; We were the first that ever burst Into that silent sea . continues ; the ship enters the Pacific Ocean , and sails north- ward , even till it reaches the ...
... breeze blew , the white foam flew , The fair breeze The furrow followed free ; We were the first that ever burst Into that silent sea . continues ; the ship enters the Pacific Ocean , and sails north- ward , even till it reaches the ...
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... us weal ; Without a breeze , without a tide , She steadies with upright keel ! " The western wave was all a - flame , The day was well - nigh done ! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun 20 The Rime of.
... us weal ; Without a breeze , without a tide , She steadies with upright keel ! " The western wave was all a - flame , The day was well - nigh done ! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun 20 The Rime of.
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... breeze up blew ; The mariners all ' 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 ...
... breeze up blew ; The mariners all ' 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 ...
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44 psl. - 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.
32 psl. - Is it he?" quoth one, "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.
19 psl. - 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.
15 psl. - There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
19 psl. - 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. One after one, by the star-dogged moon, Too quick for groan or sigh, Each turned his face with a ghastly pang And cursed me with his eye. Four times fifty living men (And I heard nor sigh nor groan), With heavy thump a lifeless lump, They dropped down one by one. The souls did from...
11 psl. - 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.
13 psl. - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea.
9 psl. - The sun now rose upon the right : Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariner's hollo ! And I had done a hellish thing, And it would work 'em woe : For all averred I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow.
28 psl. - 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.
30 psl. - Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the skylark sing; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning! "And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the Heavens be mute.