The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - LightNovelsOnl.com
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t.i.tle] Alice Du Clos: or &c. MS.
[19-25]
Her sires had chosen for their Crest A star atwixt its brow, For she, already up and drest Sate in the garden bower below.
For she enwrapt in } Enwrapt in robe of } Maiden white { face half drooping Her { [*visage drooping*] from the sight A snow-drop in a tuft of snow Ere the first lark had left the nest Sate in the garden bower below.
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[48] Go tell him I am well at home MS. erased.
[49] speed] fly MS. erased.
[50] stronger] sweeter MS. erased.
[51] gentler] lovelier MS. erased.
[53] reel'd] pa.s.s'd MS. erased.
[54-7]
{ [*stormy*]
Like a [*tall Wave that*] { [*huge and dark*]
Reels sideway from a toiling Bark Toil'd in the deep sea-trough Is traversed by } [*Catches askance*] } the Lightning flash
_or_
Like a huge Billow, rude and dark { as it falls off from a Bark That { [*tumbling mainward from*]
Toil'd in the deep Sea-trough
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[56] shouldering] wheeling MS. erased.
[61] A moment's pause MS. erased.
[65]
Yon May-thorn tree dimly--
_or_
O fairly flower yon may-thorn tree
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[69] lightsome] glittering MS.
[71] With] The MS.
[76] Lord Julian in the Greenwood stays MS. erased.
[87] With buskins and with quiver MS. erased.
[100] huntsmen] huntsman MS. b.
[104] He sought in vain twixt shame and pride MS. b.
[107] He look'd far round MS. b.
[110] sore] sair MS. b, MS. erased.
[111] Tho' names too seldom MS. b.
[122] With all his gay hunt round MS.
[126] When] And MS.
[128] And dark of Brow, without a word MS.
[135] stifled] muttering MS. erased.
[136] And Look askance MS.: Yet not unheard MS. erased.
[153-7]
{ Lord Julian cry'd G.o.d's wrath! speak out! { What mean'st thou man?
{ Recoiling with a start { Cried Julian with a start.
{ well-feign'd anger With { feign'd resentment blunt and rude Sir Hugh his deep revenge pursued Why scowl at me? Command my skill.
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[159] She bade me tell you MS. erased.
[167] For as she clos'd her scoffing phrase MS. erased.
[173-4]
And who from twixt those opening Trees p.r.i.c.ks on with laughing cheer
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LOVE'S BURIAL-PLACE[475:1]
_Lady._ If Love be dead-- _Poet._ And I aver it!
