 The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn! And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the Moon. The rock shone bright, the kirk no less, That stands above the rock: The moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock....  Gleanings from the Poets: For Home and School - Strana 4061854 - Počet stránok 430Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - Počet stránok 240
...blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the Harbour-bar,...pray — " O let me be awake, my God ! " Or let me fleep alway !" 0 The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! And on the bay the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - Počet stránok 272
...• O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the Harbour-bar,...let me be awake, my God ! " Or let me sleep alway 1" The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! And on the bay the moonlight lay,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - Počet stránok 270
...my God ! " Or let me sleep alway I" The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn 1 And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of...no less That stands above the rock : The moonlight steep'd in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light, Till rising... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Počet stránok 282
...blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the Harbour-bar,...no less That stands above the rock : The moonlight steep'd in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light. Till rising... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Počet stránok 280
...blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the Harbour-bar,...the shadow of the moon. The rock shone bright, the kiric no less That stands above the rock : The moonlight steep'd in silentness The steady weathercock.... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Počet stránok 356
...And I with sobs did pray— ' O let me be awake, my God! ' Or let me sleep alway! ' The harbour bay was clear as glass, ' So smoothly it was. strewn-!...bay the moonlight lay, ' And the shadow of the moon. 1 The moonlight bay was white all o'er, ' Till rising from the same, ' Full many shapes, that shadows... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - Počet stránok 284
...blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the Harbour-bar,...no less That stands above the rock : The moonlight s.eeped in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light, Till rising... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - Počet stránok 284
...blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? ' We drifted o'er the...harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was stre'vn ! And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the moon. The rock shone bright, the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - Počet stránok 330
...this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? And the ancient Mariner brlioldcl.h his native country. We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did...moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock. The angelic spirits leave the dead bodies, And the bay was white with silent light, Till rising from... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - Počet stránok 334
...is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? And the ancient Mariner beholdeth his native country. We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did...bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the moon. 31 The rock shone bright, the kirk no less, That stands above the rock : The moonlight steeped in silentness... | |
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