| Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1858 - 588 páginas
...raj hair, it fann'd my cheek, Like a meadow-gale of spring ; It mingled strangely with my fears, Tet it felt like a welcoming. " Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sail'd softly too : Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — (In me alone it blew. " 0 1 dream of joy !... | |
| 1858 - 784 páginas
...Ancient Mariner, they expect to end their circumnavigation by reaching the home they set out from — " Oh, dream of joy is this, indeed, The light-house top I see? Is this the hill ? IB this the kirk P Is this my ain countree ?" They sail to the west in hopes of... | |
| Henry Reed - 1860 - 312 páginas
...raised my hair; it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring : It mingled strangely with my fears j Yet it felt like a welcoming. « Swiftly, swiftly...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze ; On me alone it blew." The wild voyage, haunted by fiends and blessed by good angels, is drawing to a close. There dawns upon... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1861 - 448 páginas
...: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with...alone it blew. Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed And the an- The light-house top I see ? • riner be- Is this the hill ? is this the kirk ? holdeth... | |
| Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 páginas
...Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. " It raised my hair, it fann'd my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with...felt like a welcoming. "Swiftly, swiftly flew the sliip, Yet she sail'd softly too : Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. " Oh !... | |
| Coventry Patmore - 1862 - 372 páginas
...not those souls that fled in pain, Which to their corses came again, But a troop of spirits blest. " Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly...of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the hill ? is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? " Since then, at an uncertain hour,... | |
| George WILSON (M.D., F.R.S.E.) - 1862 - 416 páginas
...Exactly when hope of return was faintest, were they called on to exclaim, like the Ancient Mariner — ' Oh, dream of joy ! is this indeed The lighthouse top I see ? Is this the hill ? is this the kirk ? Is this my own countree ? ' A voyage through space would in... | |
| William Marjouram - 1862 - 432 páginas
...Portsmouth — Arrival in London — Woolwich — Very 111 — Attends Hospital — Last Entry in Journal. " Oh, dream of joy ! is this indeed The lighthouse top I see ? Is this the hill ? is this the church f Is this my own countrie 2 " CHAPTER XXVIL ENGLAND! " AT last... | |
| 1863 - 392 páginas
...Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. " It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek, Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. Ami the undent "Oh! dream of joy! is this indeed Mariner beiioidcth ins na- The light-house top I see... | |
| Coventry Patmore - 1863 - 386 páginas
...not those souls that fled in pain, Which to their corses came again, But a troop of spirits blest. " Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly...alone it blew. ' ' Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed f The light-house top I see ? Is this the hill ? is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? " Since... | |
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