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Rime of the Ancient Mariner. Samuel Taylor Coleridge. The Oxford Book of English Verse. Arthur Quiller- Couch, ed. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1. The Rime of the Ancient Mariner  PART IAn ancient Mariner meeteth three gallants bidden to a wedding feast, and detaineth one.

IT is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. The Wedding- Guest is spell- bound by the eye of the old seafaring man, and constrained to hear his tale. He holds him with his glittering eye— The Wedding- Guest stood still, And listens like a three years' child: The Mariner hath his will. The Mariner tells how the ship sailed southward with a good wind and fair weather, till it reached the Line. The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea.

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The Wedding- Guest heareth the bridal music; but the Mariner continueth his tale. The bride hath paced into the hall, Red as a rose is she; Nodding their heads before her goes The merry minstrelsy.

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The ship drawn by a storm toward the South Pole. The land of ice, and of fearful sounds, where no living thing was to be seen. And through the drifts the snowy clifts Did send a dismal sheen: Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken— The ice was all between. Till a great sea- bird, called the Albatross, came through the snow- fog, and was received with great joy and hospitality. At length did cross an Albatross, Thorough the fog it came; As if it had been a Christian soul, We hail'd it in God's name.

The ice did split with a thunder- fit; The helmsman steer'd us through! And a good south wind sprung up behind; The Albatross did follow, And every day, for food or play, Came to the mariners' hollo! From the fiends, that plague thee thus!— Why look'st thou so?'—'With my crossbow I shot the Albatross. PART II 'The Sun now rose upon the right: Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea.

His shipmates cry out against the ancient Mariner for killing the bird of good luck. And I had done an hellish thing, And it would work 'em woe: For all averr'd, I had kill'd the bird That made the breeze to blow. But when the fog cleared off, they justify the same, and thus make themselves accomplices in the crime. Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averr'd, I had kill'd the bird That brought the fog and mist.

The fair breeze continues; the ship enters the Pacific Ocean, and sails northward, even till it reaches the Line. The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew, The furrow follow'd free; We were the first that ever burst Into that silent sea. Ice Age 5 (2016) Ipod Download. The ship hath been suddenly becalmed.

Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down, 'Twas sad as sad could be; And we did speak only to break The silence of the sea! And the Albatross begins to be avenged. Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drink. That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. A Spirit had followed them; one of the invisible inhabitants of this planet, neither departed souls nor angels; concerning whom the learned Jew, Josephus, and the Platonic Constantinopolitan, Michael Psellus, may be consulted.

They are very numerous, and there is no climate or element without one or more. And some in dreams assur. The shipmates in their sore distress, would fain throw the whole guilt on the ancient Mariner: in sign whereof they hang the dead sea- bird round his neck. Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung.

PART III 'There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parch'd, and glazed each eye. A weary time! How glazed each weary eye! The ancient Mariner beholdeth a sign in the element afar off. When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. And still it near'd and near'd: As if it dodged a water- sprite, It plunged, and tack'd, and veer'd.

At its nearer approach, it seemeth him to be a ship; and at a dear ransom he freeth his speech from the bonds of thirst. With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood!

I bit my arm, I suck'd the blood, And cried, A sail! And horror follows. For can it be a ship that comes onward without wind or tide? Hither to work us weal— Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad, bright Sun; When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun. It seemeth him but the skeleton of a ship. And straight the Sun was fleck'd with bars (Heaven's Mother send us grace!), As if through a dungeon- grate he peer'd With broad and burning face.

Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres? And its ribs are seen as bars on the face of the setting Sun.

The Spectre- Woman and her Death- mate, and no other on board the skeleton ship. Like vessel, like crew!

Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a Death? Is Death that Woman's mate?

Death and Life- in- Death have diced for the ship's crew, and she (the latter) winneth the ancient Mariner. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice; !

No twilight within the courts of the Sun. The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: At one stride comes the dark; With far- heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre- bark. Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life- blood seem'd to sip! The stars were dim, and thick the night, The steersman's face by his lamp gleam'd white; From the sails the dew did drip—At the rising of the Moon, Till clomb above the eastern bar The horn. One after another, One after one, by the star- dogg'd Moon, Too quick for groan or sigh, Each turn'd his face with a ghastly pang, And cursed me with his eye. His shipmates drop down dead. Four times fifty living men (And I heard nor sigh nor groan), With heavy thump, a lifeless lump, They dropp'd down one by one.

But Life- in- Death begins her work on the ancient Mariner. The souls did from their bodies fly— They fled to bliss or woe! And every soul, it pass'd me by Like the whizz of my crossbow!' PART IVThe Wedding- Guest feareth that a spirit is talking to him; 'I fear thee, ancient Mariner! I fear thy skinny hand! And thou art long, and lank, and brown, As is the ribb'd sea- sand.

This body dropt not down. And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony. He despiseth the creatures of the calm. The many men, so beautiful!

And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I. And envieth that they should live, and so many lie dead. I look'd upon the rotting sea, And drew my eyes away; I look'd upon the rotting deck, And there the dead men lay. But the curse liveth for him in the eye of the dead men. The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they: The look with which they look'd on me Had never pass'd away. Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse, And yet I could not die.

In his loneliness and fixedness he yearneth towards the journeying Moon, and the stars that still sojourn, yet still move onward; and everywhere the blue sky belongs to them, and is their appointed rest and their native country and their own natural homes, which they enter unannounced, as lords that are certainly expected, and yet there is a silent joy at their arrival. The moving Moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside—  Her beams bemock'd the sultry main, Like April hoar- frost spread; But where the ship's huge shadow lay, The charm. By the light of the Moon he beholdeth God's creatures of the great calm. Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watch'd the water- snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they rear'd, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Their beauty and their happiness.

O happy living things! And I bless'd them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I bless'd them unaware. The spell begins to break.