 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 страници
...broad and burning face. • Alas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she neres and neres ! Are those her Sails that glance in the Sun Like restless...through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate ? And are those two all, all her crew, That Woman, and her Mate ? His bones were black with many a crack,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 страници
...Sun was flecked with bars, (Heaven's Mother send us grace !) As if through a dungeon-grate he peer'd, With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought I, and...sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres ! And its ribs are seen as bars on the face of the setting Sun. The spectrewoman and her deathmate,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 страници
...With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she nccrs and neers ! Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless...Death ? and are there two ? Is Death that Woman's mate ? Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold, Her skin was as white as leprosy,... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 страници
...Son was flecked with bars, (Heaven's Mother send us grace !) As if through a dungeon-grate he peer'd With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought I, and...nears and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in tbe Sun, Like restless gossameres ! Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 страници
...dungeon-grate he pccr'd, W ¡th broad and burning face. Alan! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) Hnw parental love? Yet that with jealous feelings strove,...diiom'd to prove Th' extremes of mortal good and ill. I« that a DB»TH? and arc there two? I* DUTH that woman's mate? Ikr lip« were red, her looks were... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1828 - 386 страници
...onward without wind or tide ? It seemeth him but the skeleton of a ship. As if through a dungeon-grate he peered, With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought...that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres! And its ribs ^re those her ribs through which the Sun are seen as o faSonhe'seV D«<1 peer, as through... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 страници
...he peer*d With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she ncars and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in the...as through a grate; And is that Woman all her crew Т Is that a DEATH, and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate Ï Her lips were red, her look«... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 426 страници
...(Heaven's Mother send us grace !) It seemeth him but the skeleton of a ship. As if through a dungeon-grate he peered With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought...those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossatneres ! Ami iu nbs Are those her ribs through which the Sun are seen as TV-J *ii * i tars on... | |
 | 1834 - 512 страници
...straight the Sun was flecked with bars, (Heaven's Mother send us grace) As if through a dungeon-grate he peered With broad and burning face. " Alas! (thought...Death ? and are there two ? Is Death that woman's mate ? " Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold : Her skin was as white as... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1834 - 342 страници
...With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she neers and neers! Are those her sails that glance in the sun Like restless...death ? and are there two ? Is Death that Woman's mate ? Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold, Her skin was as white as leprosy,... | |
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Alas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she nears and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres ? Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate ? And is that Woman all her crew ? Is... 
