 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - عدد الصفحات: 240
...flew the ship, Yet she sail'd softly too : Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - عدد الصفحات: 272
...flew the ship Yet she sail'd softly £00 : Sweetly, -sweetly blew the breezeOn me alone it blew. • O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - عدد الصفحات: 282
...flew the ship Yet she sail'd softly too : Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 334
...flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too : Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze—- On me alone it blew. Oh! dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house...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... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 440
...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... | |
 | 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 514
...spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it feli like a welcoming." And his return ! — " Oh, dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ! Is this the hill 1 is this the kirk 1 Is this mine own couiitree 1 We drifted o'er the harbor bar, And I with sobs did... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 838
...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? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — 0 let me be awake, my God!... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - عدد الصفحات: 575
...flew the ship, Yet she sail'd soflly too : Sweelly, sweclly blew ibe breeze — On me alone it blew. Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house...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 - 1829 - عدد الصفحات: 426
...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 394
...sweetly 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... | |
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It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too : Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. 
