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" Doth close behind him tread. But soon there breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears,... "
The Boy's Second Help to Reading– A Selection of Choice Passages from ... - 177 psl.
autoriai: Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 312 psl.
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Selected Poetry

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2002 - 260 psl.
...fears, Yet it felt like welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: 5 J 5 Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze On me alone it blew....light-house top I see? Is this the hill? is this the kirk? 520 Is this mine own countree? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray O let me be...
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La ballata del vecchio marinaio Kubla Khan

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2002 - 92 psl.
...zefiro sui prati a pnimavera; It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. 460 Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze—. On me alone it blew. And the andent Mariner beboldeth his na¿ tive country. Oh! dream of joy! is this indeed 465 The light-house...
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La ballata del vecchio marinaio Kubla Khan

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2002 - 92 psl.
...it blew. And the ancient Marina beholdeth his native country. Oh! dream of joy! is this indeed 463 The light-house top I see? Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree? We drifted o'er the harbour-bay, And I with sobs did pray470 O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep...
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Lyrical Ballads and Other Poems

William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2003 - 356 psl.
...it felt like a welcoming. Swifdy, swifdy flew the ship, 460 Yet she sailed sofdy too: Sweedy, sweedy blew the breeze On me alone it blew. Oh! dream of...hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray O let me be awake, my God! 470 Or let me...
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2003 - 78 psl.
...phosphorescent sea where millions of tiny sea creatures glow like lightning bugs attire — appearance PART VI Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze On me alone it blew. And the ancient Mariner beholdeth his native country. Oh! dream of joy! is this indeed The light-house...
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A Mariner's Miscellany

Peter H. Spectre - 2005 - 308 psl.
...motion made: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. Bessie Miller of Stromness, in the early eighteenth century, had a way with the wind, according to...
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A Mariner's Miscellany

Peter H. Spectre - 2005 - 308 psl.
...ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It minted strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming....Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze— On me alone it blew. Bessie Miller of Stromness, in the early eighteenth century, had a way with the wind, according to...
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The Giant Book of Poetry

William Roetzheim - 2006 - 760 psl.
...motion made: its path was not upon the sea, in ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek like a meadow-gale of spring — it mingled strangely...this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own country? We drifted o'er the harbor-bar, and I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! or...
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The English Reader– What Every Literate Person Needs to Know

Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - 2006 - 512 psl.
...Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. And the ancient Manner beholdeth his native country. Oh! dream of joy! is this indeed The light-house...
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Coleridge, Form and Symbol, Or The Ascertaining Vision

Nicholas Reid - 2006 - 216 psl.
...inspiration, it is also the wind which returns the ship and the Mariner to the community from which he fell: Oh! dream of joy! is this indeed The light-house top...hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree? (1.464). Restored to the borders of community and kirk, it is in the harbour that the Mariner has the...
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