 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1849 - 578 str.
...gosh'd, A wicked whisper came, and made ily heart as dry as dustclosed my lids, and kept (hem dose. And the balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky, ly like a load on my weary eye And the dead were at my feet [be cold sweat melted from their Bat the... | |
 | Henry Theodore Cheever - 1850 - 330 str.
...wide eea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony. I closed my lips, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the sea,...The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reck did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed ttway. Coleridge's Magic Rime... | |
 | John Aikin - 1850 - 764 str.
...A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And n, Approach the river bank,—approach the spot Where...stoop With meeting plumes; the rushy lid is oped, A let the c«ne M- The cold sweat melted from their elk far bim In the mo. Nor rot nor reek did they... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 str.
...A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And ater-sprite, It plunged, and tacked, and veered. With...b&kcd, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter limbe, Nor rot nor reek did they; The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's... | |
 | Joseph S. Moore - 1853 - 900 str.
...A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea,...Nor rot nor reek did they; The look with which they lookt on me Had never past away. An orphan's curse would drag to Hell A spirit from on high; But 0!... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 712 str.
...A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the sea,...Nor rot nor reek did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high . But... | |
 | 1853 - 706 str.
...Christ would take no pity on My soul in agony. * # # * I clos'd my lids, and kept them close. Till the 'balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the...load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet We now resume the narrative of Paulinas. At length our dear Lord, ever kind and compassionate, not... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 728 str.
...pulses beat ; For the sky and the eea, and the eea and the eky '^ 1 Lay like a load on my weary eye, 4 ^And the dead were at my feet The cold sweat melted from their limbs, *£' %сыЕи£ Nor rot nor reek did they : SuA." *"' The look with which they looked on me . Had... | |
 | Book - 1854 - 496 str.
...dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat, For the sky aud the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay like a load on...never pass'd away. An orphan's curse would drag to hull A spirit from on high, But oh ! more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye! Seven... | |
 | Melchior Yvan - 1854 - 386 str.
...A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat, For the sky and the sea,...Nor rot nor reek did they ; The look with which they looked on me * Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high ;... | |
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A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. 
