 Oh! 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, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway.  We and the world - Pàgina 286per Juliana Horatia Ewing - 1881Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 pàgines
...sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it 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, And I with sobs did pray — " O let me be awake, my God ! " Or let me fleep alway !"... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 pàgines
...-sweetly blew the breezeOn me alone it 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, And I with sobs did pray— " O let me be awake, my God ! " Or let me sleep alway 1" The... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 pàgines
...sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it 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, And I with sobs did pray — " O let me be awake, my God ! " Or let me sleep alway." The... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 pàgines
...sweetly blew the breeze—- On me alone it blew. Oh! 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 ? And the ancient Mariner beholdeth his native country. We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 pàgines
...alone it blew. Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed ^in'ehrt The light-house top I see ? em his native Is this the hill ? is this the kirk ? " '"" Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God ! Or let me sleep alway. The harbour-bay... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pàgines
...flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. d replied, Twelve steps ormorefrommymother'sdoor, harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — 0 let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway. The harbour-bay... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 426 pàgines
...of joy ! is this indeed cieni Mariner behoideth his The light-house top I see ? native " ' country. Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God ! Or let me sleep alway. The harbour-bay... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pàgines
...sweclly blew ibe breeze — On me alone it blew. Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ! Is this the hill ? is this the kirk ? Is this mine own counlrce? We drifted o'er the harbour bar, And I wilh sobs did pray— О let me be awake, my Cod !... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1835 - 394 pàgines
...blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. Oh ! di. .ifi of joy ! is this indeed The j<_, ,L-house top I see ? Is this the hill ? is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? And the ancient Mariner beholdeth hit native country. We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 496 pàgines
...sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it 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 countre'e ? We drifted o'er the Harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — ' O let me be awake, my God ! Or let me sleep alway.' The... | |
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