![](https://books.google.co.in/books/content?id=p98NAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Poetry - 1798 - 240 pages
...did shrink -, Water, water, every where, Ne any drop to drink. The very deeps did rot : O Chrift ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy Sea. About, about, in red and rout The Death-fires danc'd at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green and blue... | |
![](https://books.google.co.in/books/content?id=NzgJAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 pages
...where And all the boards did shrink ; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. The very deeps did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea,...Sea. About, about, in reel and rout The Death-fires danc'd at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green and blue and white. And some in dreams... | |
![](https://books.google.co.in/books/content?id=zt8NAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 pages
...And all the boards did shrink ; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. The very deeps dM rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy...Sea. About, about, in reel and rout The Death-fires danc'd at .night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green and blue and white. And some in dreams... | |
![](https://books.google.co.in/books/content?id=lLADAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 pages
...with leg* 4 Upon the slimy sea. . . . i * About, about, in reel and rout, ' The death-fires danc'd at night; ' The water, like a witch's oils, ' Burnt...had followed us ' From the land of mist and snow. *• And every tongue thro' utter drouth ' Was wither'd at the root; * We could not speak no more than... | |
![](https://books.google.co.in/books/content?id=I30OAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 pages
...where, And all the boards did shrink ; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. The very deeps did rot : O Christ \ That ever this should be ! Yea,...Sea. About, about, in reel and rout The Death-fires danc'd at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green and blue and white. And some in dreams... | |
![](https://books.google.co.in/books/content?id=XjgJAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 pages
...where, And all the boards did shrink ; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. The very deeps did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea,...Sea. About, about, in reel and rout The Death-fires danc'd at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green and blue and white. And some in dreams... | |
![](https://books.google.co.in/books/content?id=pXUCAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 pages
...where, And all the boards did shrink ; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. The very deeps did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea,...slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy Sea. *2 About, about, in reel and tout The Death-fires danced at night; The water, like a witch's oils,... | |
![](https://books.google.co.in/books/content?id=gzgJAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Ballads - 1805 - 284 pages
...where, And all the boards did shrink ; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. The very deeps did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea,...slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy Sea. 154• About, about, in reel and rout The Death-fires danced at night ; The water, like a witch's oils,... | |
![](https://books.google.co.in/books/content?id=t5IgAAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 pages
...water, every where, And all the boards did shrink ; Water water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this...he had followed us From the land of mist and snow. And every tongue, through utter drought, Was wither'd at the root ; We could not speak, no more than... | |
![](https://books.google.co.in/books/content?id=g7cCAAAAIAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | England - 1820 - 774 pages
...water, every where. And all the boards did shrink ; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this...a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white. Ah ! well a-day ! what evil looks Had I from old and young ! Instead of the cross, the Albatross About... | |
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