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" The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: At one stride comes the dark; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark. "
Blackwood's Magazine - Pàgina 369
1821
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Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 pàgines
...of his eyes and the hole of his mouth, Half whistles and half groans. The Sun's rim dips ; the stars rush out : At one stride comes the dark ; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark. We listen'd and look'd sideways up ! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seem'd...
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The cabinet; or The selected beauties of literature [ed. by J. Aitken]., Volum 1

Cabinet - 1824 - 440 pàgines
...of his eyes and the hole of his mouth, Half whistles and half groans. The Sun's rim dips ; the stars rush out : At one stride comes the dark ; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark. We listen'd and look'd side ways up ! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seem'd...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in ..., Volum 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pàgines
...game is done ! I 've won, I 've won !* Quoth she, and whistles thrice. The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: At one stride comes the Dark ; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea Off stml the spectre-bark. We ut.n", I and look'd sideways up ! Fear at my heart, as nt a cup, My life-blood...
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The British Critic, Quarterly Theological Review, and ..., Volum 16

1834 - 512 pàgines
...game is done ! I've won, I've won ! Quoth she, and whistles thrice. " The Sun's rim dips ; the stars rush out: At one stride comes the dark ; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark. " We listened and looked sideways up ! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seemed...
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The poetical works of S.T. Coleridge, Volum 2

Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1835 - 352 pàgines
...The game is done ! I've, I've won !" Quoth she, and whistles thrice. The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: At one stride comes the dark ; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark. Ami ils ribs are seen •• bars on the f«e of ttw lettiuj* Sun. The speetre>vom.-tii...
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The Ancient Mariner: And Other Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 170 pàgines
...game is done ! I've won, I've won ! " Quoth she, and whistles thrice. The sun's rim dips ; the stars rush out * : At one stride comes the dark ; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark. We listened and looked sideways up ! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life blood seemed...
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The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ...

William Martin - 1838 - 368 pàgines
...the ship's crew, and she (tho Inttcr) winneth th« ancient Mariner. The Sun's rim dips ; the stars rush out : At one stride comes the Dark ; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea Off shot the spectre-bark. No twilight within the courts of the sun. We listen'd and look'd sideways up ! Fear at...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 pàgines
...game is done! I've won, I've won ! " Quoth she, and whistles thrice. The Sun's rim dips ; the stars imself with staring at them both, without asking for any explanation. So with regard to thi spectre-bark. We listen'd nnd look'd sideways up ! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seem'd...
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Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century

1862 - 512 pàgines
...game is done! I 've won, I 've won!" Quoth she, and whistles thrice. The Sun's rim dips ; the stars rush out : At one stride comes the Dark ; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea Off shot the spectre bark. From The Ancient Marmrr. SONNET. Pale Roamer through the Night! thou poor Forlorn ! Remorse that man...
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Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volum 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pàgines
...game is done ! I've won, I've won !' Quoth she, and whistles thrice. The sun's rim dips, the stars Indian Air. I arise from dreams of thee, In the first sweet sleep of night, When spectre-bark. We listened and looked sideways up; Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seemed...
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