And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered at the root; "We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. "Ah! well-a-day! what evil looks Had I from old and young! Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung. The Children's Garland from the Best Poets - Seite 61herausgegeben von - 1866 - 344 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 720 Seiten
...Psvlla-. may ne consulted. They are very numerous, and there is no climate or element without one or more. And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. Tbe ship-mutes, Ah ! well a-day ! what evil looks {?s«,' would fain Had I from old and young ! %S?£'X... | |
| Ocean lays - 1864 - 400 Seiten
...water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white. And every tongue, through utter drouth, Was withered at the root ; We could not speak no more than if We had been choked with soot. ST COLERIDGE. THE MIRAGE AT SEA. THERE was a shipwrecked mariner, The last of all the crew — He clung... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 328 Seiten
...dear ransom he freeth his speech from the bonds of thirst. Ah ! well a- day ! what evil looks Had J from old and young ! Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung. PART THE THIRD. THERE passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time... | |
| 1866 - 408 Seiten
...slay, That bring the fog and mist Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down, 'Twas sad as sad eould be ; And we did speak only to break The silence of...Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hunff. There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a weary... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1866 - 108 Seiten
...may be consulted. They are very numerous, and there is no climate or element without 0112 or more. " And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...well-a-day ! what evil looks Had I from old and young ! The shipmates, in their sore distress, would fain throw the whole guilt on the ancient Mariner, in... | |
| Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1866 - 408 Seiten
...water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white And every tongue, through utterdrought, Was withered at the root : We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with snot. Ah ! well-a-day ! what evil looks Had I from old and young ! Instead of the cross, the Albatross... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1868 - 714 Seiten
...Psellua, may De consulted. They are very numerous, and there is no climate or element without one or more. And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. The ship-iimin, , , , TI iti ., M ii • in their sore <lisAh ! well a-day ! what evil looks tress,... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1869 - 204 Seiten
...may be consulted. They are very numerous, and there is n° climate or element without one or more. And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung. PART III. ijHERE passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time !... | |
| William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1870 - 530 Seiten
...the spirit that plagued us so ; Nine fathom deep he had followed us From the land of mist and snow. And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...of the cross the albatross About my neck was hung. PART ill. There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a... | |
| Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1870 - 264 Seiten
...the spirit that plagued us so ; Nine fathom deep he had followed us From the land of mist and snow. And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered...of the cross the albatross About my neck was hung. PART III. There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a... | |
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