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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 pages
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The Boy's Second Help to Reading: A Selection of Choice Passages from ...

Theodore Alors W. Buckley - Children's literature, English - 1854 - 332 pages
...I had done a hellish thing, And it would work 'em woe : For all averred, I had killed the bird 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...
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The book of celebrated poems

Book - 1854 - 496 pages
...I had kill'd 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 sun uprist ; Then all averr'd, I had kill'd the bird That brought the fog and mist. 'Twas right, said they, such birds to...
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Gleanings from the Poets: For Home and School

American poetry - 1854 - 456 pages
...That made the breeze to blow : F^*00" But when the fog 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 sun uprist ; . fie"/".!'?} Then all averred, I had killed the bird ind"™.'' That brought the fog and mist :...
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Sir Gervase Grey; a Novel

Mrs. Gordon - 1854 - 408 pages
...cloud ; brighter and brighter yet it glowed, till all at once, above the loftiest mountain crest, " Nor dim, nor red, like God's own head, The glorious sun uprist." A flood of splendour burst upon the scene, as if sleeping Nature had suddenly awakened, and cast off...
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Romance of Travel: From Brest to the Isle of Bourbon, Brazil, &c

Melchior Yvan - Voyages and travels - 1854 - 386 pages
...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 headt, The glorious sun uprist ; Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist....
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Gleanings from the Poets, for Home and School

American poetry - 1855 - 458 pages
...bird Suilh*' That made the breeze to blow : K.°' g°'"J Ah, wretch ! said they, the bird to slay That made the breeze to blow ! Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, fh°lroSe° The glorious sun uprist ; uiea,"u«ir> Then all averred, I had killed the bird idfh".''...
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Gleanings from the Poets: For Home and School

Anna Cabot Lowell - American poetry - 1855 - 452 pages
...bird £?"£*:' That made the breeze to blow : £.0< good Ah, wretch ! said they, the bird to slay That made the breeze to blow ! Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, thueflgen The glorious sun uprist ; fheeyrjustify Then all averred, I had killed the bird andiS' That...
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The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 478 pages
...all averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow. if Nor dim nor red, like an angel's head, \ / The glorious sun uprist ; \ ! Then all averred, I had killed the bird \ I ' ... \ That brought the fog and mist. \/Twas right, said they, such birds to slay/ ^3Hjat bring...
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Galleries of Literary Portraits, Volume 1

George Gilfillan - 1856 - 358 pages
...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 Rime of the Ancient Mariner

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Poetry - 1857 - 126 pages
...to blow ! ' His shipmates cry out against the ancient Mariner, for killing the bird of good luck. " Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious...mist.' But when the fog cleared oft-, they justify the same, and thus make themselves accomplices in the crime. " The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,...
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