 And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered at the root; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. Ah! well-a-day! what evil looks Had I from old and young? Instead of the cross the Albatross About my neck was hung.  The United Service Magazine - Page 231857Full view - About this book
 | Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore - Children's poetry, English - 1879 - 376 pages
...The death-fires danced at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white. " And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...root ; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. " Ah ! well-a-day ! what evil looks Had I from old and young ! Instead of the... | |
 | Gibney - Science - 1986 - 180 pages
...thirst, is a most distressful experience, aptly summarized by Coleridge's hallucinating Ancient Mariner: And every tongue, through utter drought Was withered...the root; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot . . . With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could not laugh nor wail;... | |
 | Karl Kroeber, Gene W. Ruoff - Poetry - 1993 - 520 pages
...Albatross, he not only alienates himself from nature, his shipmates, and God, but also loses his speech: And every tongue, through utter drought. Was withered...the root; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. (135-38)7 Consequently, the Mariner remains silent during most of the action... | |
 | Jack Stillinger - Literary Criticism - 1994 - 268 pages
...may be consulted. They are very numerous, and there is no climate or element without one or more. 135 And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...the root; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. Ah! well a-day! what evil looks The shipmates, in wo Had I from old and young!... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 936 pages
...Psellus, may be consulted, They are very numerous, and there is no climate or element without one or more. And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...the root; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. The shipmates. Ah! well a -day! what evil looks iJeTs, would Had I from old... | |
 | Robert X. Leeds - American poetry - 1999 - 366 pages
...the whole guilt on the ancient Mariner: in sign whereof they hang the dead sea bird around his neck. And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...the root; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. Ah! well-a-day! what evil looks Had I from old and young! Instead of the cross,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Poetry - 2002 - 92 pages
...Spirit that plagued us so; Nine fathom deep he had followed us From the land of mist and snow. I¿, And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...the root; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. The shipmates, in their sore distress, would fain throw the whole guilt on the... | |
 | John Salinsky - Diseases in literature - 2002 - 252 pages
...Oh Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea .... And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...the root; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. Ah well-a-day! What evil looks Had I from old and young! Instead of the cross,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Poetry - 2002 - 92 pages
...the Spirit that plagued us so; Nine fathom deep he had followed us From the land of mist and snow. And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...the root; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. The shipmates, in their sore distress, would fain throw the whole guilt on the... | |
 | Paul Youngquist - Literary Criticism - 2003 - 268 pages
...of its sheer length indicts him. In a profusion of words and images it speaks of a loss of speech: And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...the root; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. (135-38) In so excessively speaking the loss of speech the Mariner makes loss... | |
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