An Address to the Literary Members of the UniversityMunday and Slatter, 1816 - 19 sidor |
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... Beneath the lamp the lady bow'd , And slowly roll'd her eyes around ; Then drawing in her breath aloud , Like one that shudder'd , she unbound The cincture from beneath her breast : Her silken robe , and inner vest , Dropt to her feet ...
... Beneath the lamp the lady bow'd , And slowly roll'd her eyes around ; Then drawing in her breath aloud , Like one that shudder'd , she unbound The cincture from beneath her breast : Her silken robe , and inner vest , Dropt to her feet ...
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... beneath the rock She makes answer to the clock , Four for the quarters , and twelve for the hour ; Ever and aye , moonshine or shower , Sixteen short howls , not over loud ; Some say she sees my lady's shroud . " And again , — The night ...
... beneath the rock She makes answer to the clock , Four for the quarters , and twelve for the hour ; Ever and aye , moonshine or shower , Sixteen short howls , not over loud ; Some say she sees my lady's shroud . " And again , — The night ...
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... above , nor sink much beneath , the longer Composi- tion . We do not think them calculated to remove any of the objections which we have made to Mr. Coleridge as a poet . FARRAGO : OR THE LUCUBRATIONS OF COUNSELLOR BICKERTON , ESQUIRE 16.
... above , nor sink much beneath , the longer Composi- tion . We do not think them calculated to remove any of the objections which we have made to Mr. Coleridge as a poet . FARRAGO : OR THE LUCUBRATIONS OF COUNSELLOR BICKERTON , ESQUIRE 16.
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... beneath the advancing banner , Of the eagle's burning crest- ( There with thunder - clouds to fan her , Who could then her wing arrest- Victory beaming from her breast ? ) While the broken line enlarging sip #ons , Fell , or fled along ...
... beneath the advancing banner , Of the eagle's burning crest- ( There with thunder - clouds to fan her , Who could then her wing arrest- Victory beaming from her breast ? ) While the broken line enlarging sip #ons , Fell , or fled along ...
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appear assertion Baron beautiful bell beneath bosom Bracy breast Christabel Coleridge College Lane Constantine Demetriades COUNSELLOR BICKERTON deemed discover dizzy trance Doris dream Dum vivimus vivamus ESQUIRE Essay EX LIBRIS FARRAGO father Ferry fond Freshmen genius gone heart heaven Hermes honour hope hour HUMBY Il Vagabondo knell lady Geraldine language large bright eyes Libel literary lofty lady look look'd askance Lord Byron lovely lady's LUCUBRATIONS OF COUNSELLOR maid Miscellany MUNDAY AND SLATTER never night o'er Oxford Tradesmen pain That oped patriotism Poem poet Postscript praying PRINTED AND SOLD Printers ready money rose sacristan second Number send Geraldine shed shudder'd Siege of Corinth sight sleep SOLD BY MUNDAY soul spirit Stanza stood sweet talent tears thee thine think it necessary thou thought tion tomb tu-whoo turn'd Tutors University Vagabondo vision ween weep wish words Sir Leoline Zosimus the Panopolite
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Sida 14 - A little child, a limber elf, Singing, dancing to itself, A fairy thing with red round cheeks That always finds, and never seeks, Makes such a vision to the sight As fills a father's eyes with light...
Sida 12 - With music strong and saintly song To wander through the forest bare, Lest aught unholy loiter there.
Sida 13 - So deeply had she drunken in That look, those shrunken serpent eyes, That all her features were resigned To this sole image in her mind : And passively did imitate That look of dull and treacherous hate...
Sida 6 - Off, woman, off! this hour is mine Though thou her guardian spirit be, Off, woman, off! 'tis given to me.' Then Christabel knelt by the lady's side, And raised to heaven her eyes so blue Alas! said she, this ghastly ride Dear lady! it hath wildered you!
Sida 5 - And the lady, whose voice was faint and sweet, Did thus pursue her answer meet:— My sire is of a noble line, And my name is Geraldine...
Sida 8 - Large tears that leave the lashes bright ! And oft the while she seems to smile As infants at a sudden light ! Yea, she doth smile, and she doth weep, Like a youthful hermitess, Beauteous in a wilderness, Who, praying always, prays in sleep.
Sida 15 - There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There is n^ttt wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Sida 9 - EACH matin bell, the Baron saith, Knells us back to a world of death. These words Sir Leoline first said, When he rose and found his lady dead: These words Sir Leoline will say, Many a morn to his dying day!
Sida 11 - No cause for her distressful cry; But yet for her dear lady's sake I stooped, methought, the dove to take, When lo!
Sida 11 - Again she saw that bosom old, Again she felt that bosom cold, And drew in her breath with a hissing sound : Whereat the Knight turned wildly round, And nothing saw, but his own sweet maid With eyes upraised, as one that prayed.