The Rime of the Ancient Mariner - Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Livros - Createspace Independent Publishing Platf - 9781540413833 - 16 de novembro de 2016
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The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

tain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist! And still it neared and neared: As if it dodged a water-sprite, It plunged and tacked and veered. With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could not laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood! I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail! a sail! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call: Gramercy! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel! The western wave was all a-flame The day was well nigh done! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun; When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun. And straight the Sun was flecked with bars, (Heaven's Mother send us grace!) As if through a dungeon

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Lançado 16 de novembro de 2016
ISBN13 9781540413833
Editoras Createspace Independent Publishing Platf
Páginas 28
Dimensões 152 × 229 × 2 mm   ·   49 g
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