 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.  Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Pagina 5651834Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1869 - 204 pagina’s
...They are very numerous, and there is n° climate or element without one or more. And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered at the root ;...of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung. PART III. ijHERE passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time !... | |
 | English poems - 1870 - 722 pagina’s
...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 at the root ;...cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung." The shipmates, in their sore distress, would fain throw the whole guilt on the ancient Mariner : in sign... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1870 - 530 pagina’s
...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 at the root :...of the cross the albatross About my neck was hung. PART ill. There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1870 - 264 pagina’s
...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 at the root :...of the cross the albatross About my neck was hung. PART III. There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 pagina’s
...^.'-- '' And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered at the root ; We could not sji«ak, ver the river, My PAKT III. TH EHE passed a wear)- time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye, — A weary time... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 pagina’s
...fathom deep he had followed us From the land of mist and snow ; — *' And every tongue, through utier drought, Was withered at the root ; We could not speak...no more than if We had been choked with soot. " Ah, we'1-a-day ! what evil looks Had I from old and young ! Instead of the cross, the albatross About my... | |
 | 1872 - 900 pagina’s
...They are very numerous, and there U no clim;vtc чг element without one or more. And every tongue, mom of its hundredth year Without both feeling and looking ipueer. In fact, there 's shipmates, in thct sore. tUitress, would f.im thro» the whole eutlt on the Ancient marlthe de si-a-ninl... | |
 | John Wesley Hales - 1872 - 552 pagina’s
...deep he had followed us From the land of mist and snow. " And every tongue, through utter drought, 135 Was withered at the root ; We could not speak, no...well-a-day ! what evil looks Had I from old and young ! 140 Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung." PART IIL " THERE passed a weary... | |
 | 1872 - 660 pagina’s
...plagued us so : Nine fathom deep he had followed us From the land of mist and snow. " Ah, well a-day ! what evil looks Had I from old and young ! Instead...cross, the albatross About my neck was hung. " The naked hulk alongside came ; And the twain were casting dice : ' The game is done ; I've won, I've won... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1873 - 906 pagina’s
...consulted. They arc very numerous, and there is no climate or element without one or more. And every tongue, not, in their hate and pride, What virtues with thy...valley shades ; What generous men Spring, like thine PART III. Til ERF. passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye, — A weary time... | |
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