Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Հատոր 6 |
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whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white Moon-shine, *
God save thee, ancient Mariner From the fiends that plague thee thus !— Why
look'st thou so f"—With my crossbow I shot the ALBATRoss | All the subsequent ...
whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white Moon-shine, *
God save thee, ancient Mariner From the fiends that plague thee thus !— Why
look'st thou so f"—With my crossbow I shot the ALBATRoss | All the subsequent ...
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... must they have been who refused to Came to the Mariner's hollo ! see any
meaning or purpose in the In mist or cloud , or mast or shroud , Tale of the
Mariner ! The imagery , It perch'd for vespers nine ; 1 1 3 1 1 Whiles all the night ,
1819.
... must they have been who refused to Came to the Mariner's hollo ! see any
meaning or purpose in the In mist or cloud , or mast or shroud , Tale of the
Mariner ! The imagery , It perch'd for vespers nine ; 1 1 3 1 1 Whiles all the night ,
1819.
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1 1 3 1 1 Whiles all the night , through fog - smoke Yea , slimy things did crawl
with legs white , Upon the slimy sea . Glimmered the white Moon - shine . About ,
about , in reel and rout « God save thee , ancient Mariner ! The death - fires ...
1 1 3 1 1 Whiles all the night , through fog - smoke Yea , slimy things did crawl
with legs white , Upon the slimy sea . Glimmered the white Moon - shine . About ,
about , in reel and rout « God save thee , ancient Mariner ! The death - fires ...
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Was a flash of golden fire . sions of the night as by daylight . O happy living things
! no tongue One feels with what a heavy eye the Their beauty might declare :
Ancient Mariner must look and listen A spring of love gusht from my heart , And I ...
Was a flash of golden fire . sions of the night as by daylight . O happy living things
! no tongue One feels with what a heavy eye the Their beauty might declare :
Ancient Mariner must look and listen A spring of love gusht from my heart , And I ...
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He ner in which this strange visitant that is determined to try every thing first
introduced . by the standard of what is called comThe night is chill ; the forest
bare ; to admit , even in poetry , of the existThere is not wind enough in the air
ence of ...
He ner in which this strange visitant that is determined to try every thing first
introduced . by the standard of what is called comThe night is chill ; the forest
bare ; to admit , even in poetry , of the existThere is not wind enough in the air
ence of ...
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Էջ 271 - And as he prayed, the fashion of his countenance was altered, and his raiment was white and glistering. 30 And, behold, there talked with him two men, which were Moses and Elias: 31 Who appeared in glory, and spake of his decease which he should accomplish at Jerusalem.
Էջ 356 - Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe; He was not of an age, but for all time! And all the Muses still were in their prime When like Apollo he came forth to warm Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm! Nature herself was proud of his designs, And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines!
Էջ 2 - Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old, rude song that suited well That ruin wild and hoary.
Էջ 57 - I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news ; Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet) Told of a many thousand warlike French, That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent.
Էջ 139 - More graceful than her own. His wandering step Obedient to high thoughts, has visited The awful ruins of the days of old : Athens, and Tyre, and Balbec, and the waste Where stood Jerusalem, the fallen towers Of Babylon, the eternal pyramids, Memphis and Thebes, and whatsoe'er of strange Sculptured on alabaster obelisk, Or jasper tomb, or mutilated sphynx, Dark /Ethiopia in her desert hills Conceals.
Էջ 179 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.