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Gramercy! they for joy did grin,
A Aash of And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal ; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel ! The western wave was all a-flame. The day was well nigh done! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright sun; When that strange shape drove suddenly 175 Betwixt us and the sun.
And horror follows. For can it be a ship that comes onward without wind or tide ?
And straight the sun was flecked with bars,
It seemeth him but the skeleton of a ship.
Alas! (thought I, and my heart beat loud)
And its ribs are seen as bars on the
Are those her ribs through which the sun 185 face of the
setting sun. The spectrewoman and her deathmate, and no other on board the skeletonship.
twilight eqle, one omny
September 28. 1841
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THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER.
IN SEVEN PARTS.
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,
An ancient Mariner meeteth three gallants bidden to a weddingfeast, and detaineth one.
The bridegroom's doors are opened wide,
He holds him with his skinny hand,
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 sat on a stone:
The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared,
The Mariner The sun came up upon the left,
I Went down into the sea. the line.
Higher and higher every day,
The bride hath paced into the hall,
And now the storm-blast came, and he
The ship drawn by a storm toward the south pole.
With sloping mast and dipping prow,
And now there came both mist and snow,
And through the drifts the snowy clifts
55 The land of
ice and of fearful sounds, where no living thing was to be seen.