 | Walter Scott - 1836 - 660 pàgines
...in the next chapter. CHAPTER X. With throat unslacked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard him call ; Gramercy they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in As they had been drinking all ! Coleridge's " Rime of the Ancient Mariner." HAYSTON of Bucklaw was one of the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 170 pàgines
...Through utter drought all dumb we stood ; I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call ; Gramercy ! they for joy did grin 3, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See ! see ! (I cried), she tacks... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1838 - 492 pàgines
...Through utter drouth all dumb we stood Till I bit my arm and sucked the blood, With throat unslaked, with black lips baked Agape they heard me call : Gramercy...once their breath drew in As they were drinking all. ' See ! see !' I cried ' she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal Without a breeze, without a tide... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pàgines
...sail! a sail! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call ; A flub of jo7. Gramercy ! they for joy did grin, And all at once...their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. And horror fol- SIT ! see ! (I cried) she tacka no more ! 1T:ffhr?"illM Hither to work us weal; a ship,... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pàgines
...a sail ! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, A gape they heard me call ; A flash of joy. Gramercy ! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. ^nri horror follows: See ! see ! (I cried) she tacks no more ! l°at'"omcse "ntard Hither to work us... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 pàgines
...! a sail ! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call ; A Hash of joy. only music, rang From morn to evening, all the hot Fair-day, So sweetly, that they stirr'd and ha See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal ; And horror fol,owa : for can it bo... | |
 | Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman - 1893 - 340 pàgines
...Sail! A Sail!!!" With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call. Grameroy ! They for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were whibtling all. Our fierce foes' faces went aflame, They felt that they were done ! Their thoughts were... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pàgines
...stood; I bit iny arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! a sail ! With throats unslaked, with n thou thyself art dark ! No ! it shall live again, and shine In See ! see ! I cried, she tacks no more, Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pàgines
...bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! a soil ! With throats unslaked, with black lipe ream, we have the following melodious rhapsody: — See ! see ! I cried, she tacks no more, Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1844 - 748 pàgines
...shall learn in the next chapter. With throat unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard him call ; Gramercy they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they had been drinking all ! COLERIDGE'S " Rime of the Ancient Mariner." V AYSTON of Bucklaw was one of... | |
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With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramercy! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze,... 
