 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 426 Seiten
...hang the dead sea-bird round his neckafar off. THE RIME or THE ANCIENT MARINER. PART THE THIRD. THERE passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a water-sprite,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 Seiten
...t-tga ¡n ln«. cicшоШ aí»r off. At first it seem'da little speck, And then it seem'da mist ; t fear and time unfelt by us alone below? XXXVÍ. I know ц A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it near'd and near'd : U if it dodged a water-sprite,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 Seiten
...throat Was parch'd, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a weary lime ! [low glazed each weary eye, VVhcn won. The pestilence expectant lowers On all beneath yon blast scera'da little speck. And then it seem'da mist ; It moved and moved, and took at lost A certain shape,... | |
 | 1834 - 512 Seiten
...discovery of a sail, their disappointment and death, with the exception of the Ancient Mariner : " There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. " A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist! And still it neared and neared ; As if it dodged a water-sprite,... | |
 | 1835 - 726 Seiten
...no larger at first than a man's hand, which has assumed the form of this magnificent pageant : •' At first it seemed a little speck. And then it seemed a mist It moved and moved, and took nt last A certain shape I wist" Suppose it were found in some old medical book, that a Spanish gentleman... | |
 | 1835 - 742 Seiten
...assumed the form of this magnificent pageant : " At first it aeemed R little speck. And then it seemed n mist. It moved and moved, And took at last A certain shape I wist" Suppose it were found in some old medical book, that a Spanish gentleman had gone mad from reading... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 170 Seiten
...at the root ; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. PART III. THERE past a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape I wist ! And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a water-sprite,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 358 Seiten
...Albatross About my neck was hung PART III. THERE passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glased each eye. A weary time ! a weary time ! How glazed...moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. The ship. Ul.ltr-., Ill their sore distress, would fain throw the whole guilt on the ancient Marine i :... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 496 Seiten
...albatross About my ueck was hung. " So pass'da weary time ; each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye, When, looking westward, I beheld A something...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist! And still it ner'd and ner'd ; And as if it dodged a water-sprite,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1838 - 492 Seiten
...albatross About my neck was hung. " So pass'da weary time ; each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye, When, looking westward, I beheld A something...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it ner'd and ner'd ; And as if it dodged a water-sprite,... | |
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There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! A weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved... 
