 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 psl.
... I pass, like night, from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; That moment that bis face I see, I know the man that must hear me : To...that door ! The wedding-guests are there ; But in the garden bower the bride And bridemaids singing are ; And hark the little vesper bell, Which biddeth... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 psl.
...returns : And till my ghastly talo is told, This heart within me burns. I paes, like night, from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; That moment...hear me : To him my tale I teach. What loud uproar Inirats from that door! The wedding-guests are there : Dercarncetiy enrcnt.'tli tin- Herait U>nhrive... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1845 - 840 psl.
...moment that his face I see, Btraineth him to traI know the man that must hear me : vel from Und "> Und> To him my tale I teach. What loud uproar bursts from...that door ! The wedding-guests are there : But in the garden bower the bride And bridemaids singing are : And hark ! the little vesper bell, Which biddeth... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1846 - 436 psl.
...is told, "£"'*« This heart within me burns. «l Inm laod to lead, I pass like night from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; That moment...that door ! The wedding-guests are there : But in the garden bower the bride And bridemaids singing are : And hark the little vesper bell Which biddeth me... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 538 psl.
...; And till my ghastly tale is told, This heart within me burns. " I pass, like night, from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; That moment...the man that must hear me : To him my tale I teach. u What loud uproar bursts from that door ! The wedding-guests are there ; But in the garden bower the... | |
 | Forest Hill - 1846 - 920 psl.
...bursts from that door ? The wedding guests are there, But in the garden bower the bride And bride maids singing are. And hark, the little vesper bell Which biddeth me to prayer. Oh ! wedding guest, my soul hath been Alone on a wide, wide sea ; So lonely 'twas, that God himself... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847 - 352 psl.
...couitralm-th This heart within me burns. him u> travel flnm I.IIM! 'laud. I pass, like night, from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; That moment...face I see, I know the man that must hear me : To him mv tale I teach. And to teach, by his own example, love and reverence to all luingi that Ond made and... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 psl.
...returns : And till my ghastly tale is told, This heart within me burns. 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 : The ancient mariner earnestly entreateth the hermit to shrieve him; and the penance of life falls... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 414 psl.
...returns: out his future This heart within me burns. !? im '? '"vt' I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech ; That moment...the little vesper bell, Which biddeth me to prayer ! from land to land ; God ni.i'i. So lonely 'twas, that God himself Scarce seemed there to be. O sweeter... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1849 - 578 psl.
...returns : And till my ghastly tale is told. This heart within me bums. I pass, like night, from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; That moment...loud uproar bursts from that door! The wedding-guests ara there : But in the garden-bower the bride And bride-maids singing are : And hark ! the little vesper-bell.... | |
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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. 
