 With broad and burning face. Alas! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she nears and nears! Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres?  Essays - Էջ 28Leigh Hunt - 1841 - 79 էջԱմբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 էջ
...And strait the Sun was fleck'd with bars (Heaven's mother send us grace) As if thro' a dungeon grate he peer'd With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she neres and neres ! Are those ber Sails that glance in the Sun Like restless gossameres ? B Are those... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 էջ
...strait the Sun was fleck'd with bars • (Heaven's mother send us grace) As if thro' a dungeon grate he peer'd With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she neres and neres ! Are those her Sails that glance in the SunLike restless gossameres ? 167 Arc those... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 էջ
...With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she neres and neres ! Are those her Sails that glance in the Sun Like restless gossameres ? 167 Are those her Ribs, thro' which the Sun Did peer, as thro' a grate ? ^nd are those two all, all... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 էջ
...strait the sun was fleck'd with bars, ' (Heaven's mother send us grace) ' As if thro' a dungeon grate he peer'd ' With broad and burning face. ' Alas! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) ' How fast she neres and neres ! ' Are those her sails that glance in the sun ' Like restless Gossaperes ? ' Are those... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 էջ
...And strait the Sun was fleck'd with bars (Heaven's Mother send us grace) As if thro' a dungeon grate he peer'd With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she neres and neres ! Are those her Sails that glance in the Sun Like restless gossameres ? Are those her... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 էջ
...With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she neres and neres ! Are those her Sails that glance in the Sun Like restless gossameres ? Are those her Ribs, thro' which the Sun Did peer, as thro* a grate ? And are those two all, all her crew, That Woman, and... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 էջ
...Sun was flecked with bars (Heaven's Mother send us grace !) As if through a dungeon grate he peered "With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she neres and neres ! Are those her Sails that glance in the Sun Like restless gossameres ? Are those her... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 էջ
...Sun was flecked with bars (Heaven's Mother send us grace !) As if through a dungeon grate he peered With broad and burning face. • Alas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she neres and neres ! Are those her Sails that glance in the Sun Like restless gossameres ? Are those her... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 էջ
...wind or tide!1 It seemeth him but the skeleton of a ship. And straight the Sun was flecked with bars, (Heaven's Mother send us grace !) As if through a...! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she nears and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres ! And its ribs... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 էջ
...that strange ship drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun. And straight the Sun was flecked with bars, (Heaven's Mother send us grace !) As if through a...! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she nccrs and neers ! Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres ? Are those... | |
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