 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...  The Rime of the Ancient Mariner - Page 15by Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 51 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 pages
...bigger than my fist ; At first it seetn'da little speck And then it s'eem'da mist : It mov'd and mov'd, and took at last A certain shape; I wist. A speck, a* mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it ner'd and ner'd ; And, fn it dodg'da water-sprite, It plung'd and tack'd and veer'd. With throat unsbck'd,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 pages
...something in the sky. At first it seem'da little speck And then it seem'da mist : It mov'd and mov'd, and took at 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 dodg'da water-sprite> It phmg'd and tack'd and veer'd. 105 With throat... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 pages
...Albatross About my neck was hung. 164 III. So past a weary time ; each throat Was parch'd, and glaz'd each eye, When, looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seem'da little speck An4 then it seem'da mist : It mov'd and mov'd, and took at last A certain shape,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 pages
...than my fist; ' At first it seem'da little speck ' And then it seem'da mist: ' It mov'd, and mov'd, and took at last ' A certain shape I wist. ' A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist! ' And still it ner'd and ner'd; ' And, an it. dodg'da water-sprite^ ' It plung'd and tack'd- and veer'd. ' With throat... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 pages
...Albatross Alxrct my neck was hung. III. So past a weary time ; each throat Was parch'd, and glaz'd each eye, When, looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seem'da little speck And then it seem'da mist : It mov'd and mov'd, and took at last A certain shape,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 pages
...Albatross About my neck was hung. III. So past a weary time ; each throat Was parch'd, and glaz'd each eye, When, looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seem'da little speck And then it seem'da mist : It mov'd and mov'd, and took at last A certain shape,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 pages
...Albatross About my neck was hung. III. " So pass'da weary time; each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye, When, looking westward, I beheld A something...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 pages
...Albatross About my neck was hung. III. " So pass'da weary time ; each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye, When, looking westward, I beheld A something...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 pages
...something in the sky. in the element afar off. At first it seem'da little speck, And then it seem'da mist : It moved and moved, and took at last A certain...wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it near'd and near'd : And as if it dodged a water-sprite, It plunged and taek'd and veer'd. With throat... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 pages
...looking westward, 1 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, 1 wist. With throat unslack'd, with black lips At its nearer approach, it seenjeth him to be a ship... | |
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