 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1875 - 660 páginas
...And the dead were at my feet " The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they : The look with which they looked on me, Had never passed...nights I saw that curse. And yet I could not die. "The moving moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide: Softly she was going up, And a star or two... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 240 páginas
...And the dead were at my feet. " The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed...nights, I saw that curse, And yet I could not die. " The moving Moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide : Softly she was going up, And a star or two... | |
 | 1876 - 564 páginas
...And the dead were at my feet. "The cold sweat melted from their limbs — Nor rot nor reek did they ; The look with which they looked on me Had never passed...curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high ; But O ! more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye ! Seven days, seven nights, I saw that... | |
 | Hendrik Roelof Rookmaaker - 1984 - 232 páginas
...eyes continued to watch him — 'The cold sweat melted from their limbs,/ Nor rot nor reek did they:/ The look with which they looked on me/ Had never passed away' (11. 253-256) — the mariner does not draw the obvious conclusion that the men did not "really" die.... | |
 | Robert F. Hobson - 1985 - 340 páginas
...guilt-ridden orphan. Coleridge often spoke of himself as having no family - as being a spiritual orphan. 'An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from...seven nights, I saw that curse. And yet I could not die.'14 When I was very young - about five I suppose - I had a dread of pennies. My mother had once... | |
 | Eugene O'Neill - 1988 - 458 páginas
...load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. He reels about half-mad, in terror of the dead. An orphan's curse would drag to Hell A spirit from...nights, I saw that curse, And yet I could not die. In pantomime. He pleads with God for death to end his torture. The Moon rises. Exhausted he lies over... | |
 | Robert Andrews - 1989 - 414 páginas
...nothing Can touch him further. Macbeth, Macbeth William Shakespeare (1564-1616) English dramatist, poet An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from...horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye. Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834) English poet I do not make war against the dead. Homer (8th century... | |
 | Joseph Lewis Henderson, Maud Oakes - 1990 - 324 páginas
...reveals rebirth as redemption from a curse in this extract from The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. . . . An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high; But ohi more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye I Seven days, seven nights, I saw that... | |
 | Karl Kroeber, Gene W. Ruoff - 1993 - 520 páginas
...familiar metaphors ("My heart as dry as dust" [247]) or to analogies that appeal to an orthodox mentality: An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from...horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye! (257-60) This is not the way the Mariner projects horror in Part III. In this passage he insists that... | |
 | Robert Andrews - 1993 - 1214 páginas
...filmmaker. Discours du Grand Sommeil, "Visile" (1 920; rcpr. in Collected Works, vol. 4, 1947). 12 An orphan's curse would drag to hell, A spirit from on high; But oh! more horrible than that. Is a curse in a dead man's eye! SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE 11772-1834), English poet, critic. The Rime of... | |
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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. The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they : The look with which they looked on me... 
