The Rime of the Ancient MarinerSampson Low, 1857 - 51 psl. |
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... 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 - boat neared : I heard them talk , Why , this is strange , I trow ! . E. DUNCAN . 34 ...
... 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 - boat neared : I heard them talk , Why , this is strange , I trow ! . E. DUNCAN . 34 ...
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... " In mist or cloud , on mast or shroud , It perched for vespers nine ; Whiles all the night , through fog - smoke white , Glimmered the white moon - shine . " " God save thee , ancient Mariner ! From the. 12 The Rime of ...
... " In mist or cloud , on mast or shroud , It perched for vespers nine ; Whiles all the night , through fog - smoke white , Glimmered the white moon - shine . " " God save thee , ancient Mariner ! From the. 12 The Rime of ...
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... night ; The water , like a witch's oils , Burnt green , and blue and white . And the Alba- tross begins to be avenged . " And some in dreams assured were Of the spirit that plagued us so ; Nine fathom deep he had follow'd us From the ...
... night ; The water , like a witch's oils , Burnt green , and blue and white . And the Alba- tross begins to be avenged . " And some in dreams assured were Of the spirit that plagued us so ; Nine fathom deep he had follow'd us From the ...
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... Night - mare Life - in - Death was she , Who thicks man's blood with cold . “ The naked hulk alongside came , And the twain were casting dice ; The game is done ! I've , I've won ! ' Quoth she , and whistles thrice . Notwilight with ...
... Night - mare Life - in - Death was she , Who thicks man's blood with cold . “ The naked hulk alongside came , And the twain were casting dice ; The game is done ! I've , I've won ! ' Quoth she , and whistles thrice . Notwilight with ...
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... 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 ,. the Ancient Mariner . 23.
... 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 ,. the Ancient Mariner . 23.
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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.