The Ancient Mariner and Other PoemsAppleton, 1900 - 144 pages |
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... moon - shine . " " God save thee , ancient Mariner ! From the fiends , that plague thee thus ! - Why look'st thou so ? " - " With my crossbow I shot the Albatross . 80 The ancient Mariner in- hospitably killeth the pious bird of good ...
... moon - shine . " " God save thee , ancient Mariner ! From the fiends , that plague thee thus ! - Why look'st thou so ? " - " With my crossbow I shot the Albatross . 80 The ancient Mariner in- hospitably killeth the pious bird of good ...
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... Moon . 115 Day after day , day after day , We stuck , nor breath nor motion ; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean . Water , water , everywhere , 120 And all the boards did shrink ; 98. uprist = uprose . A Chaucerian form ...
... Moon . 115 Day after day , day after day , We stuck , nor breath nor motion ; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean . Water , water , everywhere , 120 And all the boards did shrink ; 98. uprist = uprose . A Chaucerian form ...
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... Moon , with one bright star Within the nether tip . One after one , by the star - dogged Moon , Too quick for groan or sigh , Each turned his face with a ghastly pang , 215 And cursed me with his eye . Four times fifty living men ...
... Moon , with one bright star Within the nether tip . One after one , by the star - dogged Moon , Too quick for groan or sigh , Each turned his face with a ghastly pang , 215 And cursed me with his eye . Four times fifty living men ...
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... Moon went up the sky , And no where did abide : Softly she was going up , And a star or two beside- 260 In his lone- liness and fixedness he yearneth 265 toward the journeying Moon , and the stars that still so- journ , yet still move ...
... Moon went up the sky , And no where did abide : Softly she was going up , And a star or two beside- 260 In his lone- liness and fixedness he yearneth 265 toward the journeying Moon , and the stars that still so- journ , yet still move ...
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... Moon was at its edge . The thick black cloud was cleft , and still The Moon was at its side : Like waters shot from some high crag , The lightning fell with never a jag , A river steep and wide . 303. drunken . Archaic as participle ...
... Moon was at its edge . The thick black cloud was cleft , and still The Moon was at its side : Like waters shot from some high crag , The lightning fell with never a jag , A river steep and wide . 303. drunken . Archaic as participle ...
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Page 66 - The silence of the sea! All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. «5 Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. Water, water, everywhere,
Page 80 - I viewed the ocean green, And looked far forth, yet little saw «» Of what had else been seen — Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, , And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head
Page 63 - He struck with his o'ertaking wings, P° le And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, « As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Page 70 - Fear at my heart, as at a cup, 205 My life-blood seemed to sip! The stars were dim, and thick the night, The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white; From the sails the dew did drip— Till clomb above the eastern bar 210 The horned Moon, with one bright star Within the nether tip.
Page 84 - I never saw aught like to them, Unless perchance it were Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My forest-brook along; 535 When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, And the owlet whoops to the wolf below That eats the she-wolf's young.' ' Dear Lord ! it hath a fiendish look— (The Pilot made reply) MO I am
Page 71 - I fear thee and thy glittering eye, And thy skinny hand, so brown."— " Fear not, fear not, thou Wedding-Guest! This body dropt not down. Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony.
Page 61 - Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, s And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din." He holds him with his skinny hand, " There was a ship," quoth he. 10 " Hold off! unhand me, graybeard loon !
Page 85 - Like one that hath been seven days drowned My body lay afloat; But swift as dreams, myself I found Within the Pilot's boat. 555 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 moved my lips—the Pilot shrieked
Page 73 - A still and awful red. Beyond the shadow of the ship I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire:
Page 76 - saint. arms, And clustered round the mast; Sweet sounds rose slowly through their mouths, And from their bodies passed. Around, around, flew each sweet sound, 355 Then darted to the Sun; Slowly the sounds came back again, Now mixed, now one by one. Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing;