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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. "
The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With a Life of ... - Page 93
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 403 pages
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 504 pages
...motion made : Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. " It raised my hair, it fann'd my cheek, Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled...welcoming. " Swiftly, swiftly, flew the ship, Yet she sail'd softly too : Sweetly, sweetly, blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. " Oh ! dream of joy...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and Verse

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 546 pages
...my hair, it fimn'd my check like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Ye: to it, used his interest tu my behalf with all the warmth of fri sail'd softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me atone it blew. Aid A« neieit Oh ! dream...
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Poetry for Home and School ...

Anna Cabot Lowell - 1846
...breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made ; Its path was not upon the sea In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek, Like a meadow-gale...sweetly, blew the breeze, — On me alone it blew. 160 THE ANCIENT MARINER. ' O dream of joy ! is this, indeed, The lighthouse top I see ? Is this the...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 504 pages
...motion made : Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. " It raised my hair, it fann'd my cheek, Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a weleoming. " Swiftly, swiftly, flew the ship, Yet she sail'd softly too : Sweetly, sweetly, blew the...
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Half-hours with the best authors, selected by C. Knight, Volume 3

Half hours - 1847
...breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed • And the ancient mariner The light-house top I see ? beholdeth...
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The poetical and dramatic works of S.T. Coleridge 3 vols, Volume 2

Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847
...: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Lake a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? cient &'i""Is this the hill ? is this...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: complete in one volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 607 pages
...raised my hair, it fann'd my cheek Like a mendow-gale of spring— It mingled (strangely with my lean, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sail'd noflly too: Sweetly, sweeily blew the breeze— On me alone it blew. And ibe indent Oh! dream...
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The Poems of S.T. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 1848 - 372 pages
...breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. . It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. Oh! dreamofioyl is this indeed And the an-. JJ cient Marline light-house top 1 See? nerbeholdi-lh Is...
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The Poems of S.T. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 1848 - 372 pages
...sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. THE ANCIENT MARINER. 239 Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly...Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze— On me alone it blew. Oh! dream of joy ! is this indeed A ml '!;? al ?The light-house top I see ? ner heholdeth .l J Cleat...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1849 - 546 pages
...path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. THE ANCIENT MARINER. It raised my hair, it fimn'd my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fear», Yet it lèlt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sail'd «oftly too:...
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