 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1828 - 386 psl.
...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,...load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. u«thf" rc™ The cold sweat melted from their limbs, thVdeaa'm'en. NOr rOt nor reek did they : The... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 426 psl.
...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,...Nor rot nor reek did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to Hell A spirit from on high ; But... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 psl.
...made My heart as dry as dusL I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses heal; et Cu/ feel. The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Bat ibec Nor rot nor reek did they; «hforb CT* of i... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 psl.
...like pulses beat ; 'or the sky and the sea, and the sea and Iho sky, <ay like a load on my weary eyo ender twigs did they leap, and in s moment I beheld them Hut the curie liv 1 1 ni 1 1 , clh for him in the Vor rot nor reck did they ; [me "" of "* daul The... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1835 - 352 psl.
...as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; and so maijy For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay...load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. BUI the curse The cold sweat melted from their limbs, liveth forhim . 11*1 .1 in the eye of Nor rot... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 170 psl.
...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,...Nor rot nor reek did they ; The look with which they looked on me 5 Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high ;... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 496 psl.
...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,...Nor rot nor reek did they ; The look with which they looked on me, Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to Hell A spirit from on high : But... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1838 - 492 psl.
...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,...Nor rot nor reek did they ; The look with which they looked on me, Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to Hell A spirit from on high : But... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 psl.
...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 eya And the dead were at my feet The cold sweat melted from their But the con* BTIjmbs, ell> for him... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 psl.
...gush'd, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dustI closed my lids, and kept them close, And he modifying colors of imagination. The sudden charm,...diffused over a known and familiar landscape, ap 02 But the cune Brlimbe, eto *°r n'm '" TD1 Nor rot nor reek did they ; [me The look with which (hey... | |
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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. 
