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" Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate? "
Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems - Page 14
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 303 lehte
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Cyclop¿dia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., 2. köide

Robert Chambers - 1844
...nears and near« ; Are those her sails that glance in the sun Like restless gossameres ? Are thoee d pretensions rise — The son of parent« paused...unrevoked has run His wonted course, yet what I wi woman'« mate I Her lipe were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold ; Her skin was...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 lehte
...fasts she nears and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in the sun, Like restless gossameres ? " Are those her ribs through which the sun Did peer,...yellow as gold : Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-mare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. "The naked hulk alongside came,...
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The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside

Leigh Hunt - 1845
...How fast she nears and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in the sun Like restless gossameres ? Are those her ribs, through which the sun Did peer,...yellow as gold, Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night- Mare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. But we must come to Mr. Coleridge's...
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The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside

Leigh Hunt - 1845
...fast she nears and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in the sun Like restless gossameres ? . Are those her ribs, through which the sun Did peer,...yellow as gold, Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-Mare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. But we must come to Mr. Coleridge's...
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The Philosophy of Mystery

Walter Cooper Dendy - 1845 - 442 lehte
...sails that glance in the sun, Like restless gossameres ? Are those her ribs, through which the sun Doth peer, as through a grate ? And is that woman all her...looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold, Her akin was white as leprosy, The nightmare Life in Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold."...
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Chambers's Miscellany of Useful and Entertaining Tracts

William Chambers, Robert Chambers
...How fast she nears and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in the sun Like restless gossameresf Are those her ribs through which the sun Did peer,...all her crew? Is that a Death ? and are there two f Is Death that woman's mate ? Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold...
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The Indicator: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside. In ..., 1–2. köide

Leigh Hunt - 1845
...How fast the nears and nears ! Axe those lnr sails that glance in the sun Like restless gossameres ? Are those her ribs, through which the sun Did peer,...as through a grate ? And is that Woman all her crew F Is that a Death ? and are there two 1 Is Death that Woman's mate ? Her lips were red, her looks were...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and Verse

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 546 lehte
...sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossamercs Î Are those her ribs through which the Sun lud tue and the exercise of Trnth 1 It would be better done to learn, that arid are there two ? Is DEATH that woman's mate Î Her lips were rod, her looks were free, Her locks...
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The Philosophy of Mystery

Walter Cooper Dendy - 1845 - 442 lehte
...that glance in the sun, Like restless gossameres '? Are those her ribs, through which the sun Doth peer, as through a grate ? And is that woman all her crew I Is that a Death— and are there two ? Is Death that woman's mate ? Her lips were red, her looks...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 504 lehte
...fasts she ncars and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in the sun, Like restless gossameres 1 " Are those her ribs through which the sun Did peer,...as through a grate ? And is that woman all her crew 1 Is that a Death 1 and are there two ? Is Death that woman's mate '! " Her lips were red, her looks...
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