 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 páginas
...The Albatross's blood. VII. This Hermit good lives in that wood Which slopes down to the Sea. I low loudly his sweet voice he rears ! He loves to talk with Marineres That come from a far Contree. He kneels at morn and noon and eve — • He hath a cushion plump : It is the moss, that... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 páginas
...Which slopes down to the Sea. How loudly his sweet voice he rears ! He loves to talk with Mariners That come from a far countree. He kneels at morn and...moss, that wholly hides The rotted old Oak-stump. 102 The Skiff-boat ner'd : I heard them talk, " Why, this is strange, I trow ! " Where are those lights... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 páginas
...wood. He'll shrieve my soul, he'll wash away The Albatross's blood. This Hermit good lives in that wood Which slopes down to the Sea. How loudly his sweet voice he rears ,' He loves to -talk- with Mariners That come from a far countree. He kneels at morn and noon and eve — He hath a cushion plump... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 páginas
...He'll shrieve my soul, he'll wash away The Albatross's blood. VII. This Hermit good lives in that wood Which slopes down to the Sea. How loudly his sweet voice he rears ! He loves to talk with Mariners That come from a far countree. He kneels at morn and noon and eve — He hath a cushion plump... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 páginas
...shiieve my soul, he'll wash away * The Albatross's Wood. VII. ••This Hermit good lives in that wood ' Which slopes down to the sea: ' How loudly his sweet voice he rears! ^He loves lo talk with marineres ' That come from a far countree. * He kneels at morn and noon and eve — '... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 páginas
...He'll shrieve my soul, he'll wash away The Albatross's blood. VII. This Hermit good lives in that wood Which slopes down to the Sea. How loudly his sweet voice he rears I He loves to talk with Mariners That come from a far countree. He kneels at morn and noon and eveHe... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 páginas
...Which slopes down to the Sea. How loudly his sweet voice he rears ! He loves to talk with Mariners That come from a far countree. He kneels at morn and...: It is the moss that wholly hides The rotted old Oak -stump. The Skiff-boat ner'd : I heard them talk, ' Why, this is strange, I trow ! Where are those... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 páginas
...shrieve my soul, he 'll wash away The Albatross's blood. VII. " This Hermit good lives in that wood Which slopes down to the Sea. How loudly his sweet voice he rears ! He loves to talk with Mariners That come from a far countree. He kneels at morn and noon and eve — He hath a cushion plump... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 páginas
...OF THE ANCIENT MARINER. PART THE SEVENTH. TheHermitof THIS Hermit good lives in that wood the Wood, Which slopes down to the sea. How loudly his sweet...wholly hides The rotted old oak-stump. The Skiff-boat near'd : I heard them talk, " Why this is strange, I trow ! Where are those lights so many and fair,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 páginas
...loudly his tfweet voice he rears1! He loves to talk with marineres That come from a far couiltree. He kneels at morn, and noon and eve — He hath a...moss that' wholly hides The rotted old oak-stump. " Strange, by my faith!" the Hermit said — Approacheth the ship wLtli " And they answered not ,our... | |
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How loudly his sweet voice he rears! He loves to talk with marineres That come from a far countree. He kneels at morn, and noon, and eve — He hath a cushion plump. It is the moss that wholly hides The rotted old oak-stump. The skiff- boat neared: I... 
