 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 страници
...that loud and dreadful sound, Which sky and ocean smote : Like one that hath been seven days drown'd My body lay afloat : But, swift as dreams, myself...still, save that the hill Was telling of the sound. . I raov'd my lips : the Pilot sliriek'd And fell down in a fit. The Holy Hermit rais'd his eyes And pray'd... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 страници
...that Idud and dreadful sound, Which sky and ocean srnote : Like one that hath been seven days drown'd My body lay afloat : But, swift as dreams, myself...still, save that the hill Was telling of the sound. I mov'd my lips : the Pilot shriek' d And fell down in a fit. The Holy Hermit rais'd his eyes And pray'd... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 страници
...that loud and dreadful sound. Which sky and ocean smote : Like one that hath been seven days drown'd My body lay afloat : But, swift as dreams, myself...still, save that the hill Was telling of the sound. I mov'd my lips : the Pilot shriek'd And fell down in a fit. The Holy Hermit rais'd his eyes And pray'd... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 страници
...Like one that hath been seven days drown'd* ' My body lay afloat : ' But, swift as dreams, myself 1 found ' Within the Pilot's boat. ' Upon the whirl, where sank the ship r * The boat spun round and round: ' And all was still, save that the hill ' Was telling of the sound.... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 страници
...is saved in Which sky and ocean smote, the pact's boat. Like one that hath been seven days drown'd, My body lay afloat ; But swift as dreams, myself I found Within the Pilot's boat. Upon the whirI, where sank the ship, The boat spun round and round ; * And all was still, save that the hill... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 страници
...been seven days drown'd, My body toy afloat ; But swift a* dreams, myself I found Within the Pilot'* boat. Upon the whirl, where sank the ship, The boat...sound. I moved my lips — the Pilot shrieked And 1,11 down in a fit; The holy Hermit raised his eyes, And prayed where he did sit. I took the oars :... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 426 страници
...; The ship went down like lead. Stunned by that loud and dreadful sound, Which sky and ocean smote, Like one that hath been seven days drowned My body...all was still, save that the hill Was telling of the soundI moved my lips — the Pilot shrieked And fell down in a fit ; The holy Hermit raised his eyes,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 страници
...i« »aved iu Like one lhat halh been seven days lL* Pll<"'' Ы"ь drown'd My body lay afloat; Bui swift as dreams, myself I found Within the Pilot's...ship, The boat spun round and round ; And all was suit, save lhat the hill Was telling of the sound. I moved my lips — Ilia I'itot shriek'd, And full... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 страници
...Mrwl in Which sky and ocean smote, "'" |''|'"'я ' '"'" Like one that hath been seven days drown'd ancestral streams By the might of evil dreams. Found a nesl in thee ; and Ocean Welcomed rank the ship, The boat «pun round and round ; And all was «till, save that the hill Wai telling... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1835 - 352 страници
...and dreadful sound, •aye'tnii the Which sky and ocean smote, Pilot's *"""' Like one that hath heen seven days drowned My body lay afloat; But swift as...that the hill Was telling of the sound. I moved my lips—the Pilot shrieked And fell down in a fit; The holy Hermit raised his eyes, And prayed where... | |
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Upon the whirl, where sank the ship, The boat spun round and round; And all was still, save that the hill Was telling of the sound. I... 
