 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 Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Pagina 3door Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1874 - 420 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pagina’s
...the root ; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choak'd with soot. -• Ah ! well-a-day ! what evil looks Had I from old and young ! Instead...the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung." PART in. "TnERc pass'da weary time. Each throat Was parch'd, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 pagina’s
...no cliinble or clement without one or more. And every tongue, through utter drought, * Was wither'd 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... | |
 | 1846 - 436 pagina’s
...may be coosulted. They are very numerous, and there u DO climate or element without one or more. And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. ma"."!.- Ah ! well-a-day ! what evil looks IhstreM™ Had I from old and young ! Throw /hf Instead... | |
 | 1846 - 844 pagina’s
...content ourselves with quoting a few from his wonderful ballad of " The Ancient Mariner" : — " And every tongue through utter drought Was withered at...speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot." * * * * " With throats unslaked, and black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramercy ! they for... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pagina’s
...at the root ; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choak'd with soot. " Ah ! well-a-day ! what evil looks Had I from old and young ! Instead...the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung." PART HI. "TRERE pass'da weary time. Each throat Was parch'd, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 pagina’s
...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...of the cross, the albatross About my neck was hung. PABT III. There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847 - 352 pagina’s
...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...choked with soot. Ah ! well a-day ! what evil looks The ih'P• mates, in Had I from old and young ! thcir «"-e ' D distress, Instead of the cross, the... | |
 | 1847 - 632 pagina’s
...danced at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue and white. » * • • » And every tongue, through utter drought Was withered at...speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. * • * * * Then passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time !... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 pagina’s
...could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot Ah ! well-a-day.' what evil looks Hod I from old and young! Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung. PART III THERE poss'da weary time. throat Each Was parch'd, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 406 pagina’s
...may be consulted. They are very numerous, and there is DO climate or element without one or more. And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. mates, Li Ah ! well a-day ! what evil looks distress,"1 Had I from old and young ! throw the" Instead... | |
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