The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor ColeridgeMacmillan and Company, Limited, 1925 - 667 pagina's |
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Pagina 226
... THEKLA , her Daughter , Princess of Friedland . THE COUNTESS TERTSKY , Sister of the Duchess . LADY NEUBRUNN.1 OCTAVIO PICCOLOMINI , General . Lieutenant- MAX PICCOLOMINI , his Son , Colonel of a Regiment of Cuirassiers . COUNT TERTSKY ...
... THEKLA , her Daughter , Princess of Friedland . THE COUNTESS TERTSKY , Sister of the Duchess . LADY NEUBRUNN.1 OCTAVIO PICCOLOMINI , General . Lieutenant- MAX PICCOLOMINI , his Son , Colonel of a Regiment of Cuirassiers . COUNT TERTSKY ...
Pagina 240
... THEKLA , richly adorned with brilliants . COUNTESS , THEKLA , WALLENSTEIN , DUCHESS . Countess . How , sister ? What already upon business , [ Observing the countenance of the DUCHESS . And business of no pleasing kind I see , Ere he ...
... THEKLA , richly adorned with brilliants . COUNTESS , THEKLA , WALLENSTEIN , DUCHESS . Countess . How , sister ? What already upon business , [ Observing the countenance of the DUCHESS . And business of no pleasing kind I see , Ere he ...
Pagina 241
... THEKLA approaches with a shy and timid air , and bends her- self as about to kiss his hand . He receives her in his ... Thekla ) . Thou wouldst not have recognized thy father , Wouldst thou , my child ? She counted scarce eight years ...
... THEKLA approaches with a shy and timid air , and bends her- self as about to kiss his hand . He receives her in his ... Thekla ) . Thou wouldst not have recognized thy father , Wouldst thou , my child ? She counted scarce eight years ...
Pagina 242
... Thekla . Then I too must have scruples of his love : For his munificent hands did ornament me Ere yet the father's heart had spoken to me . giving 29 Will now again administer your old office , While we perform the sovereign's busi ...
... Thekla . Then I too must have scruples of his love : For his munificent hands did ornament me Ere yet the father's heart had spoken to me . giving 29 Will now again administer your old office , While we perform the sovereign's busi ...
Pagina 255
... THEKLA ( hurries forward ) , COUNTESS , MAX PICCOLOMINI . Thekla ( to the Countess ) . Spare your- self the trouble : That hears he better from myself . Max ( stepping backward ) . My Prin- cess What have you let her hear me say , aunt ...
... THEKLA ( hurries forward ) , COUNTESS , MAX PICCOLOMINI . Thekla ( to the Countess ) . Spare your- self the trouble : That hears he better from myself . Max ( stepping backward ) . My Prin- cess What have you let her hear me say , aunt ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 585 - And white robes were given unto every one of them ; and it was said unto them, that they should rest yet for a little season, until their fellow servants also and their brethren, that should be killed as they were, should be fulfilled.
Pagina 94 - The shadow of the dome of pleasure Floated midway on the waves; Where was heard the mingled measure From the fountain and the caves. It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice! A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw: It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora.
Pagina 98 - 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.
Pagina 135 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Pagina 106 - 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 ; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Pagina 166 - And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Pagina 97 - We hailed it in God's name. It ate the food it ne'er had eat, And round and round it flew. The ice did split with a thunder-fit; The helmsman steered us through ! And a good south wind sprung up behind ; The Albatross did follow, And every day, for food or play, Came to the mariners...
Pagina 105 - If he may know which way to go; For she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see! how graciously She looketh down on him.' First Voice "'But why drives on that ship so fast, Without or wave or wind?' . • ; Second Voice " ' The air is cut away before, And closes from behind. " ' Fly, brother, fly! more high, more high ! Or we shall be belated: . ;.. For slow and slow that ship will go, When the Mariner's trance is abated.
Pagina 520 - That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Pagina 94 - And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing...