From the fiends, that plague thee thus! It would be a dreadful thing to have killed the bird that made the breeze to blow. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
And the coming wind did roar more loud, And the sails did sigh like sedge, And the rain poured down from one black cloud; The Moon was at its edge. Under the keel nine fathom deep, From the land of mist and snow, The spirit slid: That ever this should be!
Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved onward from beneath. One cannot help but be disappointed at the end of this harrowing tale to find this trite and somewhat shallow sentiment.
O happy living things! Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved onward from beneath. The crew is angry with the mariner, believing the albatross brought the south wind that led them out of the Antarctic. Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright sun; When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the sun.
And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony.
We are not told why the Mariner idly decides to kill the bird. And so the story begins.
How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the moon. And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. The images it describes are too powerful, they manage to leave the paper to become something you can see and touch.
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He, after some fruitless attempts, at length, shot the Albatross, not doubting we should have a fair wind after it. Is this the hill? A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist!
The hermit prays, and the mariner picks up the oars to row. Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: He states, He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast.
Part I It is an ancient mariner And he stoppeth one of three. Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea.
For all living things. Inspiration for the poem[ edit ] Commemorative statue at WatchetSomerset: The ice did split with a thunder-fit; The helmsman steered us through! As they were drinking all.
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The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (text of ) By Samuel Taylor Coleridge Samuel Taylor Coleridge is the premier poet-critic of modern English tradition, distinguished for the scope and influence of his thinking about literature as much as for his innovative verse.
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