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" Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. "
Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems - Page 8
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 303 lehte
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The Poems of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 384 lehte
...averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slay, That made the breeze to blow! Nor dim nor red, like God's...they, such birds to slay, That bring the fog and mist. The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew, The furrow followed free ; We were the first that ever burst...
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The Poems of S.T. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 372 lehte
...breeze to blow. killing the ' finer, tor Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slay, inck.° 8 °° That made the breeze to blow! Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, ^'cleared"" The glorious Sun uprist: °.f '!"* ias ' Then all averred, I had killed the bird and thns...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1849 - 546 lehte
...to blow. Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slay, Thai made the breeze to blow ! But »ben tbe Co« Nor dim nor red, like God's own head. The glorious Sun uprist : Then all averr'd, I had kill'd the bird That brought Ihe fog and mist Т was rig 'M said they, such birds to...
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The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: The literati

Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold, Nathaniel Parker Willis, James Russell Lowell - 1850
...blow. " Ah, wretch !" said they, " the bird to shy, and made the breeze to blow. And again — They all averred I had killed the bird, that brought the fog and ml«L •• Twa» right," said they, "such bird, to slay, that bring the fof »nd mist. I have before...
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Cyclopedia of English Literature: a Selection of the Choicest ..., 2. köide

Robert Chambers - 1851
...averred I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch, said they, the bird to slay That ed him, belonged emphaWOliam Cowper. upriet; Then all averred I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. Twas right, said they,...
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A First Gallery of Literary Portraits

George Gilfillan - 1851 - 302 lehte
...language as he uses — wild, unearthly, unlike the discourse of human beings ! And such imagery — " nor dim nor red, like God's own head, the glorious sun uprist" — " as idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean !" And such a tale he tells ! Like the phantasmagoria...
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The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an ..., 7. köide

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853
...That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slay, That made the breeze to blow 1 Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious...they, such birds to slay, That bring the fog and mist. The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew The furrow followed free ; "Wo were the first that ever burst...
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THE COMPLETE WORKS OF SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE

1853
...averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slay, That made the breeze to blow ! Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious jSun. uprist : Then all averred7Tnad killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. 'Twa^ right, said...
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The Pictorial Book of Ancient Ballad Poetry of Great Britain: Historical ...

Joseph S. Moore - 1853 - 871 lehte
...the bird *>M ofso«i lockThat made the breeze to blow. Ah, wretch! said they, the bird to slay That made the breeze to blow! Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, But when the tog The glorious Sun uprist: £T±5 "KS Then all averred, I had killed the bird n"*e themselves...
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The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an ..., 7. köide

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854
...averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slay, That made the breeze to blow ! Nor dim nor red, like God's...they, such birds to slay, That bring the fog and mist. The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew The furrow followed free ; We were the first that ever burst...
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