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How a Ship, having first sailed to the Equator, was driven by Storms, to the cold Country towards the South Pole ; how the Ancient Mariner cruelly, and in contempt of the laws of hospitality, killed a Sea-bird ; and how he was followed by many and strange Judgements; and in what manner he came back to his own Country
The ANCIENT MARINER.
A POET'S REVERIE.
It is an ancient Mariner,
And he stoppeth one of three : “ By thy long grey beard and thy glittering eye
“ Now wherefore stoppest me?
“ The Bridegroom's doors are opend wide
“ And I am next of kin ; “ The Guests are met, the Feast is set,
“ May'st hear the merry din.
But still he holds the wedding guest
There was a Ship, quoth he“ Nay, if thou'st got a laughsome tale,
“ Mariner! come with me."
He holds him with his skinny hand,
Quoth he, there was a Ship“ Now get thee hence, thou grey-beard Loon !
“ Or my Staff shall make thee skip.
He holds him with his glittering eye
The wedding guest stood still
The Mariner hath his will.
The wedding-guest sate on a stone,
He cannot chuse but hear :
The bright-eyed Mariner.
The Ship was cheer'd, the Harbour clear'd
Merrily did we drop
Below the Light-house top.
The Sun came up upon the left,
Out of the Sea came he :
Went down into the Sea.
Higher and higher every day,
Till over the mast at noonThe wedding-guest here beat his breast,
For he heard the loud bassoon.
The Bride hath pac'd into the Hall,
Red as a rose is she;
The merry Minstralsy.