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Ther vious monks of Saint Bernard

Ultered the oft repeatert prayer,
A nice cred thugh the furty air


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And guided
A frozen, lifeless a
Still grasping in
The banner with the strange device


There on

the twilight cold and

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FACILE credo, plures esse Naturas invisibiles quam visibiles in rerum universitate. Sed horum omnium familiam quis nobis enarrabit, et gradus et cognationes et discrimina et singulorum munera ? Quid agunt ? quæ loca habitant ? Harum rerum notitiam semper ambivit ingenium humanum, nunquam attigit. Juvat, interea, non diffiteor, quandoque in animo, tanquam in tabulâ, majoris et melioris mundi imaginem contemplari: ne mens assuefacta hodiernæ vitæ minutiis se contrahat nimis, et tota subsidat in pusillas cogitationes. Sed veritati interea invigilandum est, modusque servandus, ut certa ab incertis, diem a nocte, distinguamus.-T. BURNET. ARCHÆOL. Phil. p. 68.


It is an ancient Mariner,
And he stoppeth one of three.
"By thy long gray beard and glittering eye, to a wedding-
Now wherefore stopp’st thou me?

An ancient Mariner meeteth three gallants bidden

feast, and


The bridegroom's doors are opened wide,
And I am next of kin;
The guests are met, the feast is set:
May'st hear the merry din.”

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He holds him with his skinny hand,
“There was a ship,” quoth he.
"Hold off ! unhand me, gray-beard loon!”
Eftsoons his hand dropt he.

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 wedding-guest sat on a stone:
He cannot choose but hear;
And thus spake on that ancient man,
The bright-eyed Mariner.

The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared,
Merrily did we drop
Below the kirk, below the hill,
Below the lighthouse top.


The Mariner The sun came up upon the left,
tells how the
ship sailed Out of the sea came he!
with a good

ir And he shone bright, and on the right
wind and fair
weather, till
it reached Went down into the sea.
the line.


Higher and higher every day,
Till over the mast at noon-
The wedding-guest here beat his breast,
For he heard the loud bassoon.

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The bride hath paced into the hall,
Red as a rose is she;
Nodding their heads before her goes
The merry minstrelsy.
The wedding-guest he beat his breast,
Yet he cannot choose but hear;
And thus spake on the ancient man,
The bright-eyed Mariner.

And now the storm-blast came, and he
Was tyrannous and strong:
He struck with his o'ertaking wings,
And chased us south along.

The ship drawn by a storm toward the south pole.

With sloping mast 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 south ward aye we fled.
And now there came both mist and snow,
And it grew wondrous cold :
And ice, mast-high, came floating by,
As green as emerald.


55 The land of

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.

fearful sounds, where no living thing was to be seen.

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