 Doth close behind him tread. But soon there 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 of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears,...  Eighth Reader - Page 147by Walter Lowrie Hervey, Melvin Hix - 1918 - 488 pagesFull view - About this book
 | American poetry - 1854 - 456 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...fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly, (lew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too ; Sweetly, sweetly, blew the breeze, — On me alone it blew.... | |
 | James F. Bowman - 1854 - 424 pages
...can now feel the pathos of the words of the ancient mariner on coming in sight of his native land — "'Oh dream of joy! is this indeed The light-house...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... | |
 | William Delafield Arnold - 1854 - 310 pages
...he slept, uttered a fervent prayer for that country which he should never see again. CHAP. VIII. " Oh ! dream .of joy ! is this indeed The lighthouse...this the hill ? Is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countrie ? " COLERIDGE. " Hame, hame, hame ; hame fain wad I be, Oh hame, hame, hame, to my ain countrie... | |
 | Book - 1854 - 496 pages
...the ship, Yet she sail'd softly too; Sweetly, sweetly, blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. Oh I dream of joy ! is this, indeed, The light-house top...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... | |
 | William Delafield Arnold - 1854 - 342 pages
...slept, uttered a fervent prayer for that country which he should never see again. CHAP. VIII. " Oh I dream of joy ! is this indeed The lighthouse top I...this the hill ? Is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countrie ?" COLERIDGE. " Hame, hame, hame ; hame fain wad I be, Oh hanie, hame, hame, to my ain countrie... | |
 | American poetry - 1855 - 458 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...sailed softly too ; Sweetly, sweetly, blew the breeze, — O dream of joy ! is this, indeed, The lighthouse top I see ? Is this the hi)l ? is this the kirk... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 478 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...she sailed softly too : Sweetly, sweetly blew the breew — 0 dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the hill ? Is this the... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - American poetry - 1855 - 452 pages
...my hair, it fanned my cheek, Like a meadow-gale of spring, — It mingled strangely with my fearss Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly, flew...sweetly, blew the breeze,— On me alone it blew. cUMmaS" O dream of joy ! is this, indeed, Jirh?.hj£" The lighthouse top I see ? Is this mine own countree... | |
 | Charles Richard Weld - History - 1855 - 440 pages
...Welsh coast the sea was smoother. Onwards sped our gallant ship until we arrived in the Mersey: — " Oh dream of joy ! is this indeed The lighthouse top...hill, is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? " My pilgrimage was now nearly over. A few hours restored me to my London home, after an absence... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 444 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...indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the hill 1 is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree 1 We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did... | |
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