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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. "
English Authors: A Handbook of English Literature from Chaucer to Living Writers - Page 496
by Mildred Lewis Rutherford - 1906 - 750 pages
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The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With a Life of ...

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 496 pages
...the rotting sea, And drew my eyes away ; I looked upon the ghastly deck, And there the dead men lay. A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids and kept them close, Till the balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay like a load...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pages
...And there the dead men lay. I look'd to Heaven, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gush'd, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as...and the sea and the sky, Lay like a load on my weary eya And the dead were at my feet The cold sweat melted from their But the con* BTIjmbs, ell> for him...
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The poetical and dramatic works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1838 - 492 pages
...the rotting sea, And drew my eyes away ; I looked upon the ghastly deck, And there the dead men lay. A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids and kept them close, Till the balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay like a load...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 pages
...to pray ; But or ever a prayer hnd gush'd, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dustI r of giving the interest of novelty, by the modifying...diffused over a known and familiar landscape, ap 02 But the cune Brlimbe, eto *°r n'm '" TD1 Nor rot nor reek did they ; [me The look with which (hey...
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The king's son, ed. [or rather, written] by mrs. Hofland

Barbara Hofland - 1843 - 974 pages
...one—he had thrown himself bodily on the horns of the altar. " Sanctuary!" he cried. TOL. IL G . CHAPTER I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls...and the sea, and the sea and the sky, Lay, like a cloud, on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. Rime of the Ancient Mariner. ON the evening following...
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Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pages
...And there the dead men lay. I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had guehed, limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they; The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's...
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Cyclopædia of English literature, Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...And there the dead men lay. I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gushed, mbers eea and the sky, Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. The cold sweat melted...
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Littell's Living Age, Volume 39

1853 - 846 pages
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and Verse

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 pages
...\nd there the dead men lay. I look'd to Heaven, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gush'd, 8o ` , v챔d g & m` z But the тоги- Итlimbs, elh for him io til* Nor rot nor reek did they; [me „,7n°f Ul" dwul...
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Chambers's Miscellany of Useful and Entertaining Tracts

William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1845 - 846 pages
...live. and so many lie dead. I looked to heaven, and tried to prny ; But or ever a prayer had gushed, A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as...load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. * For the last two lines of this stanza I am indebted to Mr Wordsworth. It was on a delightful walk...
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