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Till noon we silently sail'd on

Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the ship

Mov'd onward from beneath.

Under the keel nine fathom deep

From the land of mist and snow
The spirit slid : and it was He

That made the Ship to go.
The sails at noon left off their tune

And the Ship stood still also.

The sun right up above the mast

Had fix'd her to the ocean : But in a minute she’gan stir With a short

uneasy

motion Backwards and forwards half her length

With a short uneasy motion.

Then, like a pawing horse let go,

She made a sudden bound :
It flung the blood into my head,

And I fell into a swound.

How long in that same fit I lay,

I have not to declare ;
But ere my living life return'd,
I heard and in my soul discern'd

Two voices in the air,

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“ Is it he ? quoth one, “ Is this the man?

By him who died on cross, “ With his cruel bow he lay'd full low

• The harmless Albatross.

"The spirit who 'bideth by himself

" In the land of mist and snow, “ He lov'd the bird that lov'd the man

“ Who shot him with his bow.

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The other was a softer voice,

As soft as honey-dew :
Quoth he the man hath penance done,

And penance more will do.

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VI.

First Voice.

" But tell me, tell me! speak again,

"Thy soft response renewing“What makes that ship drive on so fast ?

“ What is the Ocean doing ?

Second Voice.

" Still as a Slave before his Lord,

- The Ocean hath no blast:

“ His great bright eye most silently

Up to the moon is cast

“ If he may know which way to go,

“ For she guides him smooth or grim. “ See, brother, see! how graciously

- She looketh down on him.

First Voice.

“ But why drives on that ship so fast

“ Withouten wave or wind ?

Second Voice.

« The air is cut away before,

And closes from behind.

“ Fly, brother, fly! more high, more high,

« Or we shall be belated : For slow and slow that ship will go, « When the Marinere's trance is abated.”'

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