 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 pagina’s
...beholdelh a sign in the element afar off PART III THERE pass'da weary time. Each throat Was parch'd, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a weary time ! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, 1 beheld A something in the sky. At tînt it seem'da little speck, And then it seem'da mist ; It moved... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pagina’s
...the Albatross About my neck was hung." PART HI. "TRERE pass'da weary time. Each throat Was parch'd, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a weary time !...westward, I beheld A something in the sky. " At first it seem'da little speck, And then it seem'da mist : It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape,... | |
 | 1846 - 436 pagina’s
...cross, the albatross wfiean-" About my neck was hung. nor ; in sign whereof, they ban; PART III. THERE passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a weary time ! The «n- How glazed each weary eye, iner behow. When, looking westward, I beheld ethaaign in . .... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 pagina’s
...I from old and young ! Instead of the cross, the albatross About my neck was hung. PABT III. There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and...looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. And the albatross begins to be avenged. A spirit had followed them; one of the invisible inhabitants... | |
 | Tales - 1847 - 336 pagina’s
...brings in a crew beholding with terror the approach of a spectre bark : When looking westward, I heheld A something in the sky : At first it seemed a little...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck — a mist— a shape, I wist ! And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a water-sprite,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847 - 352 pagina’s
...ou the ancient Mariner: in rign whereof thry hang the dead sea-bird round his neck. PART III. THERE passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and...weary time ! a weary time ! How glazed each weary eye, Tne ,«,„, When looking westward, I beheld ISdiTiiiJ. A something in the sky. ^^oS. At first it seemed... | |
 | 1847 - 1262 pagina’s
...drought Was withered at the root : We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. Then passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and...weary time ! a weary time ! How glazed each weary eye ! But if there be, as we hold there is, in the very nature of our mental constitution, a ground of... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 502 pagina’s
...Was withered at the root ; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a water-sprite,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 406 pagina’s
...was hung. on the aneient Mariner : in sign whereof they hang the dead sea-bird iound his neck. THERE passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a weary time ! TT ij , ' The ancient How glazed each weary eye, Mariner beWhen looking westward, I beheld K^fe-"*n... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 688 pagina’s
...iiec*j. was ji un nncient Mariner ; in sign whereof they hang the dead sea-bird round his ueck. PART III. passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. Thei A wearv time ! a weary time ! went MB•J * Fmer heHow glazed each weary eye, Sin'hVtf e When... | |
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There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! A weary time! 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... 
