 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 psl.
...ever and anon throughout bu future life an •tony conetruin•th him to travel from land tu laud. But in the garden-bower the bride And bride-maids singing are : And hark ! the little vesper-bell, Which biddeth me to prayer. О Wedding-Guest! tliis soul hath been Alone ou a wide wide... | |
 | Elizabeth Caroline Grey - 1846 - 1042 psl.
...Where tears of penance come too late for grace, As on iir uprooted flower the genial rain? KKCLE. . . This soul hath been Alone on a wide, wide sea ; So...'twas, that God himself Scarce seemed there to be. CoLERiDcr.'s ANCIENT 9lABiNr.it. TRESE last two lines, figuratively speaking, were truly applicable... | |
 | Forest Hill - 1846 - 920 psl.
...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 Scarce seemed there to be. COLERIDGE'S ANCIENT MARINBR. IT was late the next morning before Philip came down stairs, and had it... | |
 | 1846 - 436 psl.
...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. 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 me... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 psl.
...speech ; That moment that his face I see, I know 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 bride And bridemaids singing are ; And hark the little vesper bell, Which biddeth... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847 - 352 psl.
...teach. And to teach, by his own example, love and reverence to all luingi that Ond made and luveth. What loud uproar bursts from that door ! The wedding-guests...little vesper bell, Which biddeth me to prayer ! O Wedding- Guest ! this soul hath been Alone on a wide wide sea : So lonely 'twas, that God himself Scarce... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 psl.
..."if the poem had been finished • To the edition of 1H16. Ami hark! the little vesper-bell, Wlu'ch biddeth me to prayer. O Wedding-Guest! this soul hath...'twas, that God himself Scarce seemed there to be. O swreter than the marriage-feast, T is sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk. With a goodly... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 psl.
...And ever and anon throughout Ms future life an agony constraineth him to travel from land to land; What loud uproar bursts from that door ! The wedding-guests...And bride-maids singing are : And hark the little vesper-bell, Which biddeth me to prayer ! O wedding-guest ! this soul hath been Alone on a wide wide... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 414 psl.
...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. What loud uproar bursts from that door...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... | |
 | Mrs. Grey (Elizabeth Caroline) - 1848 - 134 psl.
...penance come too late for grace, As on th' uprooted flower the genial rain ? — KEBLE. •. . This sou] hath been Alone on a wide, wide sea ; So lonely 'twas, that God himself Scarce seemed there to be. COLERIDGE'S ANCIENT MARINER. THE last two lines, figuratively speaking, •were truly applicable to... | |
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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. 
