...bow'd. And slowly roll'd her eyes around; Then drawing in her breath aloud, Like one that shudder'd, she unbound The cincture from beneath her breast :...and half her side A sight to dream of, not to tell ! And she is to sleep by Christabel. She took two paces, and a stride, And lay down by the maiden's...

...bow'd, And slowly roll'd her eyes around; Then drawing in her breath aloud, Like one that shudder'd, she unbound The cincture from beneath her breast:...and half her side A sight to dream of, not to tell ! And she is to sleep by Christabel. \ She took two paces, and a stride, And lay down by the maiden's...

...bow'd, And slowly roll'd her eyes around ; Then drawing in her breath aloud, Like one that shudder'd, she unbound • • ' The cincture from beneath her...half her side— — A sight to dream of, not to tell ! And she is to sleep by Christabel. She took two paces, and a stride, And lay down by the maiden's...

...roll'd her eyes around ; f^ 18 CHRISTABEL. Then drawing in her breath aloud, Like one that shudder'd, she unbound The cincture from beneath her breast :...and half her side A sight to dream of, not to tell ! And she is to sleep by Christabel. She took two paces, and a stride, And lay down by the maiden's...

...drawing in her breath aloud, Like one that shudder'd, she unbound The cincture from beneath her breait : Her silken robe, and inner vest, Dropt to her feet,...half her side — A sight to dream of, not to tell ! And she is to bleep by Christabel." p. 17, 18. But the exquisite picture of Christabel is perhaps...

...look at the lady Geraldine. " Beneath the lamp the lady bowed, And slowly rolled her eyes around ; Then drawing in her breath aloud Like one that shuddered,...not to tell ! O shield her ! shield sweet Christabel ! " Christabel is a dream — and so is the Ancient Mariner — though the poet does not call them...

...'tis difficult to understand, as its absence renders the meaning of the whole story very obscure . — Her silken robe and inner vest Dropt to her feet,...full in view Behold ! her bosom and half her side— '• Hideout, deform'd, and pale of hue.'* Coleridge is an eternal talker. I once said to a friend...

...difficult to understand, as its absence renders the meaning of the whole «tory very obscure . — . ,' Her silken robe and inner vest Dropt to her feet, and full in view Behold ! her boiom and half her fide— " Hideous, deform'd, ami pale of hue." Coleridge is an eternal talker. I...

...To look at the lady Geraldine. Beneath the lamp the lady bowed, And slowly rolled her eyes around ; Then drawing in her breath aloud, Like one that shuddered,...not to tell ! O shield her ! shield sweet Christabel ! Yet Geraldine nor speaks nor stirs : Ah ! what a stricken look was hers ! Deep from within she seems...

...shudder'd, she unbound The rioctiire from beneath her breast : Her silken robe, and inner vest, Dmpi to her feet, and full in view, Behold ! her bosom and half her side Л night to dream of, not to tell ! 0 shield her ! shield sweet Christahel ! Yet Géraldine nor speaks...