| William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 páginas
...blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the Harbour-bar,...pray — " O let me be awake, my God ! " Or let me fleep alway !" 0 The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! And on the bay the... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 páginas
...• O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the Harbour-bar,...let me be awake, my God ! " Or let me sleep alway 1" The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! And on the bay the moonlight lay,... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 páginas
...my God ! " Or let me sleep alway I" The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn 1 And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of...no less That stands above the rock : The moonlight steep'd in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light, Till rising... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 páginas
...blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the Harbour-bar,...no less That stands above the rock : The moonlight steep'd in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light. Till rising... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 páginas
...blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the Harbour-bar,...the shadow of the moon. The rock shone bright, the kiric no less That stands above the rock : The moonlight steep'd in silentness The steady weathercock.... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 páginas
...And I with sobs did pray— ' O let me be awake, my God! ' Or let me sleep alway! ' The harbour bay was clear as glass, ' So smoothly it was. strewn-!...bay the moonlight lay, ' And the shadow of the moon. 1 The moonlight bay was white all o'er, ' Till rising from the same, ' Full many shapes, that shadows... | |
| William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 páginas
...blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the Harbour-bar,...no less That stands above the rock : The moonlight s.eeped in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light, Till rising... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 páginas
...blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? ' We drifted o'er the...harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was stre'vn ! And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the moon. The rock shone bright, the... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 páginas
...this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? And the ancient Mariner brlioldcl.h his native country. We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did...moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock. The angelic spirits leave the dead bodies, And the bay was white with silent light, Till rising from... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 páginas
...is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? And the ancient Mariner beholdeth his native country. We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did...bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the moon. 31 The rock shone bright, the kirk no less, That stands above the rock : The moonlight steeped in silentness... | |
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