 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 pàgines
...bare, save where with rust Of mouldy damps and charuel crust They were patch'd with purple and green. Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks...yellow as gold : Her skin was as white as leprosy, And she was far liker Death than he ; Her flesh made the still air cold. 168 The naked Hulk alongside... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 pàgines
...bare, save where with rust Of mouldy damps and charnel crust They were patch'd with purple and green. Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks...yellow as gold : Her skin was as white as leprosy, And she was far liker Death than he ; Her flesh made the still air cold. The naked Hulk alongside came... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 pàgines
...bare, save where with rust Of mouldy damps and charnel crust They were patch'd with purple and green. Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks...yellow as gold : Her skin was as white as leprosy, And she was far liker Death than he ; Her flesh made the still air cold. The naked Hulk alongside came... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 pàgines
...How fast she neres and neres ! Are those her Sails that glance in the Sun Like restless gossameres ? Are those her Ribs, through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate ? And are those two all, all her crew, That Woman, and her Mate ? His bones were black with many a crack,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 pàgines
...How fast she nccrs and neers ! Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres ? Are those her ribs, through which the Sun Did peer,...yellow as gold, Her skin was as white as leprosy, t The Night-Mare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. But we must come to Mr. Coleridge's... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 pàgines
...How fast she neers and neers ? Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres ? Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer,...yellow as gold, Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-Mate Life.in-Death wot she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. But we must come to Mr Coleridge's... | |
 | Tobias Merton (pseud) - 1825 - 380 pàgines
...female errors fall, Look in her face, and you'll forget them all. Rape of the Lock — POPE. НЕП lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were...yellow as gold, Her skin was as white as leprosy ; The night-mare, life-in-death, was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. Ancient Mariner— COLEHIDGE.... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pàgines
...Hnw fast she nears and nears! Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres ! Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer,...as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? I« that a DB»TH? and arc there two? I* DUTH that woman's mate? Ikr lip« were red, her looks were... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1828 - 386 pàgines
...and are there two ? death-mate, imdnootheron \s DEATH that woman's mate t board the skeleton-ship. Her locks were yellow as gold : Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-Mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. L "™x- and The naked hulk alongside... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pàgines
...How fast she ncars and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres? Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer,...as through a grate; And is that Woman all her crew Т Is that a DEATH, and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate Ï Her lips were red, her look«... | |
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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? 
