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A most gentle Maid,
castle, and at latest eve (Even like a Lady vow'd and dedicate To something more than Nature in the grove) Glides through the pathways; she knows all their
notes, That gentle Maid ! and oft, a moment's space, What time the moon was lost behind a cloud, Hath heard a pause of silence ; till the moon Emerging, hath awaken'd earth and sky With one sensation, and those wakeful birds Have all burst forth in choral minstrelsy, As if some sudden gale had swept at once A hundred airy harps !* And she hath watch'd Many a nightingale perch giddily On blosmy twig still swinging from the breeze, And to that motion tune his wanton song Like tipsy joy that reels with tossing head.
Farewell, O Warbler ! till to-morrow eve, And you, my friends ! farewell, a short farewell! We have been loitering long and pleasantly, And now for our dear homes.—That strain again ! Full fain it would delay me! My dear babe, Who, capable of no articulate sound, Mars all things with his imitative lisp, How he would place his hand beside his ear,
* As if one quick and sudden gale had swept An hundred airy harps !
His little hand, the small forefinger up,
THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT
IN SEVEN PARTS.
How a Ship having passed the Line was driven by storms to the cold Country towards the South Pole; and how from thence she made her course to the tropical Latitude of the Great Pacific Ocean; and of the strange things that befell; and in what manner the Ancient Mariner came back to his own Country.
IT is an ancient Mariner,
And he stoppeth one of three. “ By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp’st thou me ? I
* Ancyent Marinere, in the title and throughout the text, 1798. In the edition of 1800, The Ancient Mariner, a Poet's Reverie.
† First printed in Lyrical Ballads, Bristol, 1798, and again in the enlarged London editions of 1800, 1802, and 1805. "By thy long grey beard and thy glittering eye
Now wherefore stoppest me?"-1798.
“The Bridegroom's doors are open'd wide,
He holds him with his skinny hand,
He holds him with his glittering eye-
The wedding-guest sat on a stone :
“The ship was cheer'd, the harbour clear'd, Merrily did we drop
* But still he holds the wedding-guest
“There was a Ship,” quoth he-
Mariner ! come with me."
Quoth he, “ There was a Ship-"
Or my staff shall make thee skip."-1798.
Below the kirk, below the hill,
“The sun came up upon the left,
“ Higher and higher every day,
The bride hath paced into the hall,
The Wedding-Guest he beat his breast,
The ship drawn by a storm toward the south pole.
*" And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong :
* Listen, Stranger ! Storm and Wind,
A Wind and Tempest strong!
Like chaff we drove along.
And it grew wondrous cauld : &c.—1798.