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" There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved... "
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner - Sida 15
efter Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 51 sidor
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The National Magazine, Volym 12

Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1858
...pass'da weary time. Each throat Was parch'd, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a weary time ! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. " At first it seem'da little speck, And then it seern'd л mist ; It moved and moved* and took at last A certain...
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The National Magazine, Volym 12

Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1858
...At first it seem'da little epeck, And then it seem'da mist; It moved and moved, and took at last Л certain shape, I wist. " A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist 1 And still it near'd and near'd : As if it dodged a water-sprite, It plunged, and tack'd, and veer'd....
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A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

Thomas Shorter - 1861
...pass'da weary time. Each throat Was pareh'd, and glazed each eye, A weary time ! a weary time ! How glazed each weary eye, When, looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. " At first it seem'da little speck, And then it seem'da mist ; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape,...
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The Children's Garland: From the Best Poets

Coventry Patmore - 1862 - 344 sidor
...passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a weary time ! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld...a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it neared and ncared : As if it dodged a water-sprite, It plunged, and tacked, and veered. " See ! see ! (I cried)...
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Chambers's narrative series of standard reading books, Band 6

Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1863
...passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a weary time ! How glazed each weary eye ! When looking westward I beheld A something in the sky. 29. ' At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved, and moved, and took at...
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The Poems of S.T. Coleridge, Volym 48

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 299 sidor
...passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! A weary time ! How glazed each weary eye ! When looking westward I beheld...mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it neared and neared : And as if it dodged a water-sprite, It plunged and tacked and veered. With throats unslaked, with...
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Poetry for repetition, ed. by H. Twells

Henry Twells - 1864
...We had been choked with soot. There passed a weary time : each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye ; When, looking westward, I beheld A something...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could not laugh nor wail : Through utter drought all...
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The Poems of S.T. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 299 sidor
...the element afar off. At first it seemed a little speck, The ancient When looking westward I beheld And then it seemed a mist: . It moved and moved, and...mist, a shape, I wist! And still it neared and neared: And as if it dodged a water-sprite, It plunged and tacked and veered. At its nearer With throats unslaked,...
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The Progressive English reading books, Volym 4

Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1866
...passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time ! a weary time ! How glazed each weary eye. When, looking westward, I beheld...at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a sh^pe, I wist ! And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a water-sprite, It plunged, and tacked,...
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Golden Leaves from the British Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 546 sidor
...beheld The Ancient A something in the sky Mariner behold0 ' cth a sign in the ... - . element afar off. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed...a mist ; It moved and moved, and took at last " A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it neared and neared ; As if it dodged a water-sprite, It...
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