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Samuel Taylor Coleridge

  • Patricio E. María Laxagueцитирует2 года назад
    "God save thee, ancient Mariner!

    From the fiends, that plague thee thus!—

    Why look'st thou so?"—With my cross-bow

    I shot the ALBATROSS.
  • Aidee Venturaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared,
    Merrily did we drop
    Below the kirk, below the hill,
    Below the light-house top
  • Aidee Venturaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    "God save thee, ancient Mariner!
    From the fiends, that plague thee thus!—
    Why look'st thou so?"—With my cross-bow
    I shot the ALBATROSS.

    OMG 😧

  • Aidee Venturaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    For all averred, I had killed the bird
    That made the breeze to blow
  • Aidee Venturaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    Had I from old and young!
    Instead of the cross, the Albatross
    About my neck was hung.

    La culpaaaa, also “wear you like a necklace” voy a gritarrrrr

  • Tamaraцитируетв прошлом году
    Instead of the cross, the Albatross

    About my neck was hung.
  • Tamaraцитируетв прошлом году
    Forthwith this frame of mine was wrenched

    With a woeful agony,

    Which forced me to begin my tale;

    And then it left me free.

    Since then, at an uncertain hour,

    That agony returns;

    And till my ghastly tale is told,

    This heart within me burns
  • Tamaraцитируетв прошлом году
    He prayeth well, who loveth well

    Both man and bird and beast.

    He prayeth best, who loveth best

    All things both great and small;

    For the dear God who loveth us

    He made and loveth all.
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