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Pagina 22
... deep . Dark reddening from the channell'd Isle * ( Where stands one solitary pile Unslated by the blast ) The Watch - fire , like a sullen star Twinkles to many a dozing Tar Rude cradled on the mast . Even there - beneath that light ...
... deep . Dark reddening from the channell'd Isle * ( Where stands one solitary pile Unslated by the blast ) The Watch - fire , like a sullen star Twinkles to many a dozing Tar Rude cradled on the mast . Even there - beneath that light ...
Pagina 27
... deep preluding strain have pour'd To the Great Father , only Rightful King , Eternal Father ! King Omnipotent ! Such symphony requires best instrument . Seize , then ! my soul ! from Freedom's trophied dome , The Harp which hangeth high ...
... deep preluding strain have pour'd To the Great Father , only Rightful King , Eternal Father ! King Omnipotent ! Such symphony requires best instrument . Seize , then ! my soul ! from Freedom's trophied dome , The Harp which hangeth high ...
Pagina 32
... Deep silence o'er the ethereal multitude , Whose locks with wreaths , whose wreaths with glories shone . Then , his eye wild ardors glancing , From the choired Gods advancing , The Spirit of the Earth made reverence meet , And stood up ...
... Deep silence o'er the ethereal multitude , Whose locks with wreaths , whose wreaths with glories shone . Then , his eye wild ardors glancing , From the choired Gods advancing , The Spirit of the Earth made reverence meet , And stood up ...
Pagina 33
... deep sabbath of meek self - content ; Cleans'd from the vaporous passions that bedim God's Image , sister of the Seraphim . FRANCE . AN ODE . I. YE Clouds ! that far above me float and pause , Whose pathless march no mortal may control ...
... deep sabbath of meek self - content ; Cleans'd from the vaporous passions that bedim God's Image , sister of the Seraphim . FRANCE . AN ODE . I. YE Clouds ! that far above me float and pause , Whose pathless march no mortal may control ...
Pagina 39
... deep , the low , the pleading tone With which I sung another's love , Interpreted my own . She listen'd with a flitting blush ; With downcast eyes , and modest grace ; And she forgave me , that I gazed Too fondly on her face !. But when ...
... deep , the low , the pleading tone With which I sung another's love , Interpreted my own . She listen'd with a flitting blush ; With downcast eyes , and modest grace ; And she forgave me , that I gazed Too fondly on her face !. But when ...
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Pagina 524 - laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things bom Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all
Pagina 67 - 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. 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, And all the boards did shrink : Water, water, everywhere,
Pagina 450 - Life, like a dome of many-color'd glass, Stains the white radiance of Eternity, Until Death tramples it to fragments.—Die, If thou wouldst be with that which thou dost seek! Follow where all is fled !—Rome's azure sky, Flowers, ruins, statues, music, words, are weak The glory they transfuse with fitting truth to speak. LIH. Why linger, why
Pagina 67 - The very deep did rot : О Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. About, about, in reel and rout The death-fires danced at night ; The water, like a witch's oils. Burnt green, and blue and white. And the Albatross begins to be
Pagina 72 - kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay ! Farewell, farewell ! but this I tell To thee, thou Wedding-Guest ! He prayeth well, who lovelh well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All
Pagina 518 - Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet, though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe like wither'd leaves, to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an
Pagina 67 - PAKT II. The Sun now rose upon the right : Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. , And the good south-wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariner's hollo.
Pagina 495 - by the winds which announce it. 3H II. Thou on whose stream, 'mid the steep sky's commotion, Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean, Angels of rain and lightning : there are spread On the blue surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted
Pagina 72 - constraineth him to travel from land to land, I took the oars : the Pilot's boy, Who now doth crazy go, Laugh'd loud and long, and all the while His eyes went to and fro. " Ha ! ha ! " quoth he, " full plain I see, The Devil knows how to row." And now, all in my own countrée,
Pagina 46 - earth's rosy star, and of the dawn Co-herald : wake, О wake, and utter praise ' Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in earth ? Who fill'd thy countenance with rosy light Î Who made thee Parent of perpetual streams ? And you, ye five wild torrents fiercely glad ! Who call'd you forth from night and utter death, From