 The pilot and the pilot's boy, I heard them coming fast : Dear Lord in heaven ! it was a joy The dead men could not blast. I saw a third — I heard his voice : It is the hermit good ! He singeth loud his godly hymns That he makes in the wood. * He'll...  The Ancient Mariner: And Other Poems - Page 24by Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 142 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Melchior Yvan - Voyages and travels - 1854 - 386 pages
...strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. • The curse is finally expiated. APPENDIX. 329 I saw a third — I heard his voice, It is the Hermit...shrieve my soul, he'll wash away The Albatross's blood. PABT VII This Hermit good, lives in that wood * Which slopes down to the sea ; How loudly his sweet... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - Children's literature, English - 1854 - 332 pages
...coming fast : Dear Lord in Heaven ! it was a joy The dead men could not blast. I saw a third — I hear his voice : It is the hermit good ! He singeth loud...shrieve my soul, he'll wash away The albatross's blood. PABT VII. This hermit good lives in that wood Which slopes down to the sea. How loudly bis sweet voice... | |
 | American poetry - 1854 - 456 pages
...pilot's boy, I heard them coming fast ; Dear Lord in heaven, it was a joy The dead men could not blast. I saw a third, — I heard his voice ; It is the hermit...singeth loud his godly hymns That he makes in the wood. He '11 shrieve my soul, he '11 wash away The albatross's blood. PART VII. THIS hermit good lives in... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - American poetry - 1855 - 452 pages
...pilot's boy, I heard them coming fast ; Dear Lord in heaven, it was a joy The dead men could not blast. I saw a third, — I heard his voice ; It is the hermit...singeth loud his godly hymns That he makes in the wood. He '11 shrieve my soul, he '11 wash away The albatross's blood. PART VII. THIS hermit good lives in... | |
 | American poetry - 1855 - 458 pages
...pilot's boy, I heard them coming fast ; Dear Lord in heaven, it was a joy The dead men could not blast. I saw a third, — I heard his voice ; It is the hermit...singeth loud his godly hymns That he makes in the wood. He '11 shrieve my soul, he '11 wash away The albatross's blood. PART VII. • THIS hermit good lives... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 444 pages
...pilot's boy, I heard them coming fast : Dear Lord in Heaven ! it was a joy The dead men could not blast. I saw a third — I heard his voice : It is the hermit...good ! He singeth loud his godly hymns That he makes iu the wood. He'll shrieve my soul, he'll wash away The albatross's blood. PART vn This hermit good... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 676 pages
...dead men could not blast. I saw a third — I heard hia voice : It is the hermit good 1 He singe th loud his godly hymns That he makes in the wood. He'll...shrieve my soul, he'll wash away The albatross's blood. PAST vn This hermit good lives in that wood Which slopes down to the sea. How loudly his sweet voice... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 1857 - 432 pages
...Pilot's boy, I heard them coming fast : Dear Lord in Heaven ! it was a joy The dead men could not blast. I saw a third — I heard his voice : It is the Hermit...makes in the wood. He'll shrieve my soul, he'll wash awaj The Albatross's blood. PART VII. THIS Hermit good lives in that wood Which slopes down to the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1858 - 792 pages
...boy, , I heard them cooling fast : Dear Lord in Heaven ! it was a joy The dead men could not blast. I saw a third — I heard his voice : It is the Hermit...soul, he'll wash away The Albatross's blood. PART VIL THIS Hermit good lives in that wood th^wSd™" °' Which slopes down to the sea. How loudly his... | |
 | Abel Stevens, James Floy - American essays - 1858 - 610 pages
...boy, I heard them coming fast : Dear Lord in heaven ! it was a joy The dead men could not blast. " I saw a third — I heard his voice : It is the hermit...shrieve my soul, he'll wash away The albatross's blood. " This hermit good lives in that wood Which slopes down to the sea. How loudly his sweet voice he rears... | |
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