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" Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway. "
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in ..., Volume 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...counlrce? We drifted o'er the harbour bar, And I wilh sobs did pray— О let me be awake, my Cod ! Or let me sleep alway. The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was slrcwn ! And on the bay Ihe moonlight lay, And the shadow of the moon. The rock shone bright, the kirk...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...me be awake, my God ! Or let me ileep alway. The harbor-bay wa> clear ns glass, So smoothly it wa> «hone bright, the kirk no les. That stands above the rock : The moonlight «teep'd in «ilentnees...
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The poetical works of S.T. Coleridge, Volume 2

Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1835 - 352 pages
...felt like a welcoming. Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? *^t M'.?°" Is this the hill ? is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harhour-bar, And I with sohs did pray— O let me be awake, my God ! Or let me sleep alway. The harbour-bay...
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The Ancient Mariner: And Other Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 170 pages
...breeze — On me alone it blew. Oh! dream of joy! is this, indeed 4, The light-house top I see ? Is this the hill? is this the kirk ? Is this mine own...the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let mo be awake my God ! Or let me sleep alway. The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pages
...? Is this the hill? is this the kirk 1 Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbor bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God ! Or let me sleep alway. The harbor-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! And on the bay the moonlight lay. And the...
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The poetical and dramatic works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1838 - 492 pages
...indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the hill ? Is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countr^e ? We drifted o'er the Harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — ' O let me be awake, my God 1 Or let me sleep alway.' The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! And on the...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 pages
...see I Is thii the hilll is this the kirk! Is this mine own countree t We drifted o'er the harbor bar, a 1 harbor-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the...
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Cyclopædia of English literature, Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...the breeze — On me alone it blew. Oh! dream of joy ! is this indeed The lighthouse top I see! Is harbour bar, And 1 with sobs did pray — О let me be awake, my God ! Or let me sleep alway. The harbour-bay...
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Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pages
...the breeze — On me alone it blew. Oh! dream of joy ! is this indeed The lighthouse top I see ! Is adow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He harbour bar, And I with sobs did pray — 0 let me be awake, my God ! Or let me sleep alway. The harbour-hay...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pages
...bar, And I with sobs did pray — 0 let me be awake, my God ! Or let me sleep alway. " The harbour bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! And...of the moon. " The rock shone bright, the kirk no lese, That stands above the rock : The moonlight steep'd in silentness The steady weathercock. "And...
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