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And listens like a three years' child

The Mariner bath his will.

The wedding-guest sate 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 light-house top.

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.

Higher and higher every day,

Till over the mast at noon"-
The wedding-guest here beat his breast,

For he heard the loud bassoon.

The bride hath paced into the hall,

Red as a rose is she;
Nodding their heads before her go

The merry minstrelsy.

The wedding-guest he beat his breast,

Yet he cannot choose but hear: And thus spake on that ancient man,

The bright-eyed Mariner :

“ But now the north wind came more fierce,

There came a tempest strong!
And southward still for days and weeks

Like chaff we drove along

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Why look’st thou so?“ With my cross bow

I shot the albatross."


« 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.

And the good south wind still blew behind,

But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play

Came to the Mariner's bollo !

And I had done an hellish thing,

And it would work 'em woe :
For all averred, I had killed the bird

That made the breeze to blow.

Nor dim nor red, like an angel's head,

The glorious sun uprist;
Then all averred, I had killed the bird

That brought the fog and mist.
'Twas right, said they, such birds to slay

That bring the fog and mist.

The breezes blew, the white foam few,

The furrow followed free:
We were the first that ever burst

Into that silent sea.

Down dropp'd the breeze, the sails dropp'd down,

'Twas sad as sad could be, And we did speak only to break

The silence of the sea.

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