 | British poets - 1828 - 838 Seiten
...breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made: IU path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It light-house-top I see? Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree? We drifted o'er... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1828 - 386 Seiten
...breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. And the an. Qh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed cieut Mariner JJ D^i've6"' Ws The light-house top I... | |
 | 1828 - 514 Seiten
...sea, In ripple or in shade. 14 ATHENEUM, VOL. 1, 3d SeTtCS. It raised my hair, it fanned my check, Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it feli like a welcoming." And his return ! — " Oh, dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 Seiten
...tDOBto. И raised my hair, it fann'd my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — II mingled strangely wilh my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sail'd soflly too : Sweelly, sweclly blew ibe breeze — On me alone it blew. Oh ! dream of joy ! is... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 Seiten
...felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, fwiflly flew the »hip, Yet she sail'd softly too : Sweetly, »weetly ! U thi» indeed The b'ght-house top I «ce ? Ii this the hill ? U this the kirk Í It this mine own... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1835 - 394 Seiten
...breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale...sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. Oh ! di. .ifi of joy ! is this indeed The j<_, ,L-house top I see ? Is this the hill ? is this the kirk... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1835 - 352 Seiten
...breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale...strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? *^t M'.?°" Is this the hill ? is this... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 496 Seiten
...tread. But soon there breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek, Like a meadow-gale...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the hill .' Is this the kirk ?... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 170 Seiten
...breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made ; Its path was not upon the sea In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek, Like a meadow-gale...strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Switly, swiftly, flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too ; Sweetly, sweetly, blew the breeze — On... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1838 - 492 Seiten
...tread. But soon there breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek, Like a meadow-gale...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the hill ? Is this the kirk ? Is... | |
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It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. 
