 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 426 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...she sailed softly too : Sweetly, sweetly blew the breezeOn me alone it blew. Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? And the an^... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1857 - 424 Seiten
...motion made : Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. " It raised my hair ; it fann'd my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring : It mingled...welcoming. " Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship ; Yet she sail'd softly too. Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze ; On me alone it blew." top, the hill, and the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1858 - 792 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...of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? *ni *• *°?fr* r Mariner beholdIs this the hill ? is this the kirk ? eth hi. native T ii_- •... | |
 | 1858 - 460 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. O dream of joy ! is this, indeed, Anl the «nJu,'!±l;!" The lighthouse" top I see ? 1£ """'- Is this... | |
 | Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1858 - 610 Seiten
...motion made : Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. " It raised my hair, it fann'd my cheek, Like a meadow-gale of spring ; It mingled...welcoming. " Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sail'd softly too : Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — Un me alone it blew. " 0 ! dream of joy !... | |
 | Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1858 - 588 Seiten
...motion made : Its path was not upon the sea. In ripple or in shade. " It raised raj hair, it fann'd my cheek, Like a meadow-gale of spring ; It mingled strangely with my fears, Tet it felt like a welcoming. " Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sail'd softly too : Sweetly,... | |
 | 1858 - 784 Seiten
...Ancient Mariner, they expect to end their circumnavigation by reaching the home they set out from — " Oh, dream of joy is this, indeed, The light-house top I see? Is this the hill ? IB this the kirk P Is this my ain countree ?" They sail to the west in hopes of... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1860 - 312 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 of spring : It mingled strangely with my fears j Yet it felt like a welcoming. « Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship; Yet she sailed softly too. Sweetly,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1861 - 448 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...alone it blew. Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed And the an- The light-house top I see ? • riner be- Is this the hill ? is this the kirk ? holdeth... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 Seiten
...motion made : Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. " It raised my hair, it fann'd my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled...felt like a welcoming. "Swiftly, swiftly flew the sliip, Yet she sail'd softly too : Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. " Oh !... | |
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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. 
