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It seemeth him but the skeleton of a ship.
And straight the Sun was flecked with bars,
Alas! (thought I, and my heart beat loud)
And its rihs are seen as bars on the face of the setting Sun. The spectrewoman and her deathmate, aud no other on board the skeleton-ship.
Are those her ribs through which the Sun
Her lips were red, her looks were free, -
Like vessel, like crew!
Her skin was as white as leprosy,
The naked hulk alongside came,
“ The game is done! I've, I've won !" Quoth she, and whistles thrice.
diced for the ship's crew, and she (the latter) winneth the ancientMariner
A gust of wind sterte up behind
of his mouth,
The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out:
We listen’d and look'd sideways up!
At the rising of the Moon,
One after another,
One after one, by the star-dogg'd Moon
His shipmates drop down dead;
Four times fifty living men,
But LIFE-INDEATH begins her work on the ancient Mariner.
The souls did from their bodies fly,
THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER.
PART THE FOURTH.
“ I FEAR thee, ancient Mariner !
The wedding. guest feareth that a spirit is talking to him;
I fear thee and thy glittering eye,
But the ancient Mariner assureth him of his bodily life, and proceedeth to relate his horrible penapce.
Alone, alone, all, all alone,
* For the two last lines of this stanza, I am indebted to Mr. WORDSWORTH. It was on a delightful walk from Nether Stowey to Dulverton, with him and his sister, in the Autumn of 1797, that that this poem was planned, and in part composed.
And never a saint took pity on
He despiseth the creatures of the calm,
The many men, so beautiful!
And envieth that they should live, and so many lie dead.
I look'd upon the rotting sea,
I look’d to Heaven, and tried to pray;
I closed my lids, and kept them close,