 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1861 - 448 pàgines
...drought all dumb we . With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramerey ! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in. A flash of joy; As they were drinking all. See ! see ! (I cried) she tacks no more ! An<i hor'POr v... | |
 | Coventry Patmore - 1862 - 372 pàgines
...They dropped down one by one. " The souls did from their bodies fly, — They fled to bliss or woe ! And every soul, it passed me by, Like the whizz of my cross-bow ! " The many men, so beautiful ! And they all dead did lie : And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived... | |
 | 1863 - 392 pàgines
...sail ! " With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : A flash »r joy ; Gramercy ! they for joy did grin, And all at once...their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. And horror foi- " See ! see ! (I cried) she tacks no more ! lows. For ean it ho a ship that Hither to work... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1863 - 510 pàgines
...unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Q-ramercy ! they for joy did grin, A flash of And all at once their breath drew in, ' As they were drinking all. H 8 And horror See ! see ! (I cried) she tacks no more ! iollows. For TT.,, , , , can it be a Hither... | |
 | Playtime - 1863 - 436 pàgines
...They dropped down one by one. The souls did from their bodies fly, — They fled to bliss or woe ! And every soul, it passed me by, Like the whizz of my cross-bow ! " I fear thee, Ancient Mariner ! I fear thy skinny hand ! And thou art long, and lank, and brown.... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1863 - 314 pàgines
...heavy thump, a lifeless lump, 40. ' The souls did from their bodies fly— They fled to bliss or woe ! And every soul it passed me by Like the whizz of my cross-bow ! 41. ' The many men so beautiful! And they all dead did lie : And a thousand thousand slimy things... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 pàgines
...we stood ! I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail, a sail ! With throats 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 - 1864 - 720 pàgines
...stood ! I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! A sail ! With throats 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 - 1864 - 328 pàgines
...ed, A flash of joy, And horror follows. For can it be a ship that comes onward without wind or tide! 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, without a tide,... | |
 | 1864 - 742 pàgines
...sail ! a sail ! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call ! Grarnercy ! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, AB they were drinking all" Then follows the death of the less guilty mariners, while he, the chief... | |
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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,... 
