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"I fear thee, ancient Mariner !

I fear thy skinny hand;
And thou art long and lank and brown

As is the ribbed Sea-sand.

I fear thee and thy glittering eye

And thy skinny hand so brown"Fear not, fear not, thou wedding-guest !

This body dropt not down.

Alone, alone, all all alone,

Alone on the wide wide Sea; And Christ would take no pity on My soul in agony.


The many men so beautiful,

And they all dead did lie !
And a million million slimy things

Lived on and so did I.

I looked upon the rotting Sea,

And drew my eyes away;
I looked upon the ghastly deck,

And there the dead men lay.

I looked to Heaven, and tried to pray ;

But or ever a prayer had gusht, A'wicked whisper came and made

My heart as dry as dust.

I closed my lids and kept them close,

Till the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay like a load on my weary eye,

And the dead were at my feet.

The cold sweat melted from their limbs,

Nor rot nor reek did they ; The look with which they looked on me,

Had never passed away.

An orphan's curse would drag to Hell

A spirit from on high :
But O! more horrible than that

Is the curse in a dead man's eye! Seven days, seven nights I saw that curse,

And yet I could not die.

The moving Moon went up the sky

And no where did abide :

Softly she was going up

And a star or two beside

Her beams bemocked the sultry main

Like April hoar-frost spread; But where the Ship's huge shadow lay, The charmed water burnt alway

A still and awful red.

Beyond the shadow of the ship

I watched the water-snakes :

They moved in tracks of shining white; And when they reared, the elfish light

Fell off in hoary flakes.

Within the shadow of the ship

I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black They coiled and swam ; and every track

Was a flash of golden fire.

O happy living things ! no tongue

Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gusht from my heart,

And I blessed them unaware ! Sure my

kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware.

The self-same moment I could pray;

And from my neck so free The Albatross fell off, and sank

Like lead into the sea.

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