 How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still...  The poetical works of S.T. Coleridge - Página 8de Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1835Visualização completa - Sobre este livro
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 páginas
...last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it ner'd and ner'd ; And as if it dodged a water-sprite, It plunged and tacked and veered. With throat unslaked, with black lips baked We could nor laugh nor wail ; Through utter drouth all dumb... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 páginas
...last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist! And still it ner'd and ner'd ; And as if it dodged a water-sprite, It plunged and tacked and veered. With throat unslaked, with black lips baked We could nor laugh nor wail ; Through utter drouth all dumb... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 páginas
...It plunged and taek'd and veer'd. With throat unslack'd, with black lips At its nearer approach, it baked, We could nor laugh nor wail ; Through utter...arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! a sail ! seeraeth him to be a ship ; and at a dear ransom he freeth his speech from the bonds of thirst. With... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 páginas
...throat unslack'd, with black lips At its nearer approach, it seenjeth him to be a ship ; ;ui<l at a dear baked, • We could nor laugh nor wail-; •.,.... , Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! ""som he freethhis I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, speech from ,,...... ... the bonds of And cried,... | |
 | 1834 - 918 páginas
...made sense, and living but in haked dust and blood. " With throats unslaked, with black lips haked, We could nor laugh nor wail ; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! I hit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! u sail ! "With throats unslaked, with black lips... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 páginas
...water-sprite, It plunged and tack'd and veer'd. With throat unslack'd, with black lips baked, We could not laugh nor wail ; Through utter drought all dumb we...sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! a sail ! With throat unslacked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramercy ! they for joy did grin,... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 páginas
...near'd: And a» it it dodged a water-sprite, It plunged and tack'd and veer'd. With throat unslak'd, For thirteen hours he ran a desperate rare; And in throat iinslak'd, with black lips baked Ajrape they heard me call : d'ramercy ! they for joy did grin,... | |
 | 1834 - 512 páginas
...little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. " A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist! And still it neared...throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could not laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! 1 bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And... | |
 | 1834 - 896 páginas
...baked For the sky and the Ma, and the sea and the dust and blood. " With throats unslaked, with lilack lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail ; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! I hit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! a sail ! "With throats unslaked, with I/lark lipa... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 170 páginas
...little speck, And then it seemed a mist ; It moved, and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape I wist ! And still it neared...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... | |
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