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" Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. "
Galleries of Literary Portraits - 137 ÆäÀÌÁö
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Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 ÆäÀÌÁö
...That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slaThat made the breeze to blow ! Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist : Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. 'Twas right, said they, such...
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The cabinet; or The selected beauties of literature [ed. by J. Aitken]., 1±Ç

Cabinet - 1824 - 440 ÆäÀÌÁö
...That made the breeze to blow ! Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slay, That made the breeze to blow ! Nor dim nor red, like God's own head The glorious Sun uprist : Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. 'Twas right, said they, such...
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The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of ..., 2±Ç

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 426 ÆäÀÌÁö
...That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slay. That made the breeze to blow ! Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist : Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. 'Twas right, said they, such...
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The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ...

William Martin - 1838 - 368 ÆäÀÌÁö
...when the tog cleared off, tbcr justify the sainc, and thas mnke themkelvcB accomplice! in the crime. Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist : Then all averrM I had kill'd the bird That brought the fog and mist. 'Twas right, said they, such...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 ÆäÀÌÁö
...That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slay. That made the breeze to blow ! ination. The sudden charm, which accidents of light and shade : Then all averr'd, I had kill'd the bird That brought the fog and mist. T was right, said they, such...
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Cyclop©¡dia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical ..., 2±Ç

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 ÆäÀÌÁö
...That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch, said they, the bird to slay That made the breeze to blow ! ,. Then all averred I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. Twas right, said they, such birds...
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A Gallery of Literary Portraits

George Gilfillan - 1845 - 500 ÆäÀÌÁö
...be held by his eye, glittering as from the reflection of the white and beauteous bird which he slew. And then, such language as he uses — wild, unearthly,...dim nor red, like God's own head, the glorious sun uprise," — "as idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean." And such a tale he tells ! Like the...
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A Gallery of Literary Portraits

George Gilfillan - 1845 - 484 ÆäÀÌÁö
...be held by his eye, glittering as from the reflection of the white and beauteous bird which he slew. And then, such language as he uses — wild, unearthly,...imagery, — " nor dim nor red, like God's own head, tho glorious sun uprise," — " as idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean." And such a tale he...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and Verse

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 ÆäÀÌÁö
...That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slay, That made the breeze to blow ! Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist : Then all averr'd, I had kill'd the bird That brought the fog and mist. T was right, said they, such...
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Chambers's Miscellany of Useful and Entertaining Tracts, 4±Ç,31È£ -6±Ç,59È£

William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1845 - 846 ÆäÀÌÁö
...That made the breeze to blow. Ah, wretch ! said they, the bird to slay That made the breeze to blow ! Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious sun uprist ; Then all averred I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. 'Twas right, said they, such...
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