Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of PoemsRest Fenner, 23 Paternoster Row, 1817 - 303 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 34
עמוד 21
... gentle thing , Belov'd from pole to pole ! To Mary Queen the praise be given ! She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven , That slid into my soul . The silly buckets on the deck , That had so long remained , I dreamt that they were filled ...
... gentle thing , Belov'd from pole to pole ! To Mary Queen the praise be given ! She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven , That slid into my soul . The silly buckets on the deck , That had so long remained , I dreamt that they were filled ...
עמוד 29
... gentle weather : ' Twas night , calm night , the Moon was high ; The dead men stood together . All stood together on the deck , For a charnel - dungeon fitter : All fixed on me their stony eyes , That in the Moon did glitter . The ...
... gentle weather : ' Twas night , calm night , the Moon was high ; The dead men stood together . All stood together on the deck , For a charnel - dungeon fitter : All fixed on me their stony eyes , That in the Moon did glitter . The ...
עמוד 41
... my chair , and make me learn All you had learnt in the day , and how to talk In gentle phrase , then bid me sing to you- ' Tis more like heaven to come than what has been . MARIA . O my dear Mother ! this strange man 41.
... my chair , and make me learn All you had learnt in the day , and how to talk In gentle phrase , then bid me sing to you- ' Tis more like heaven to come than what has been . MARIA . O my dear Mother ! this strange man 41.
עמוד 56
... Albion ! O my mother Isle ! Thy vallies , fair as Eden's bowers , Glitter green with sunny showers ; Thy grassy uplands ' gentle swells Echo to the bleat of flocks ; ( Those grassy hills , those glitt'ring dells Proudly ramparted 56.
... Albion ! O my mother Isle ! Thy vallies , fair as Eden's bowers , Glitter green with sunny showers ; Thy grassy uplands ' gentle swells Echo to the bleat of flocks ; ( Those grassy hills , those glitt'ring dells Proudly ramparted 56.
עמוד 72
... menace of the vengeful enemy Pass like the gust , that roar'd and died away In the distant tree : which heard , and only heard In this low dell , bow'd not the delicate grass . But now the gentle dew - fall sends abroad The 72.
... menace of the vengeful enemy Pass like the gust , that roar'd and died away In the distant tree : which heard , and only heard In this low dell , bow'd not the delicate grass . But now the gentle dew - fall sends abroad The 72.
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Albatross ancient Mariner babe beneath bird black lips blast blessed bower breath breeze bright bright eye brow calm cheek child cloud coverture curse dæmons dark dead dear Rain death deep dream dropt Earl HENRY Earth Edward Ellen fair fancy fear feelings Friend gaz'd gazed gentle green groan hath hear heard heart Heaven hope Jeremy Taylor land of mist Lewti light limbs living look'd loud lov'd Maid melancholy methinks Milton mind Moon mossy Mother murmur ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er ocean once PATRICK SPENCE Poem poor prayer round S. T. COLERIDGE sails seem'd ship sigh silent sing sleep soft song soul sound spirit stars stept stood strange stream sweet sweet sensations swelling tale tears tell thee thine things thou thought thro toil truth twas Twill voice Wedding-Guest wild wind wings youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 14 - Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate?
עמוד 38 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
עמוד 39 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
עמוד 4 - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
עמוד 27 - Is this the man? By him who died on cross, With his cruel bow he laid full low The harmless Albatross. The spirit who bideth by himself In the land of mist and snow, He loved the bird that loved the man Who shot him with his bow.
עמוד 38 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, 'Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company \~ To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay...
עמוד 8 - Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist.
עמוד 15 - The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: At one stride comes the dark; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark.
עמוד 32 - Christ! what saw I there! Each corse lay flat, lifeless and flat, And, by the holy rood! A man all light, a seraph-man, On every corse there stood. This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impartNo voice; but oh!
עמוד 168 - Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God...