Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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Portrait of Samuel Taylor Coleridge Samuel Taylor Coleridge The Rime of the Ancient Mariner… (1927)

Higher and higher every day,
Till over the mast at noon--'
The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast,
For he heard the loud bassoon.
The Wedding-Guest heareth the bridal music ; but the Mariner continueth his tale.
The bride hath paced into the hall,
Red as a rose is she ;
Nodding their heads before her goes
The merry minstrelsy.
The Wedding-Guest he beat his breast,
Yet he cannot choose but hear ;
And thus spake on that ancient man,
The bright-eyed Mariner.
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Portrait of Samuel Taylor Coleridge Samuel Taylor Coleridge The Rime of the Ancient Mariner… (1927)

But Life-in-Death begins her work on the ancient Mariner.
The souls did from their bodies fly,--
They fled to bliss or woe !
And every soul, it passed me by,
Like the whizz of my cross-bow !
Part IV
The Wedding-Guest feareth that a Spirit is talking to him ;
'I fear thee, ancient Mariner !
I fear thy skinny hand !
And thou art long, and lank, and brown,
As is the ribbed sea-sand. [3]
I fear thee and thy glittering eye,
And thy skinny hand, so brown.'--
Fear not, fear not, thou Wedding-Guest!
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Portrait of Samuel Taylor Coleridge Samuel Taylor Coleridge The Rime of the Ancient Mariner… (1927)

But the ancient Mariner assureth him of his bodily life, and proceedeth to relate his horrible penance.
This body dropt not down.
Alone, alone, all, all alone,
Alone on a wide wide sea !
And never a saint took pity on
My soul in agony.
He despiseth the creatures of the calm,
The many men, so beautiful !
And they all dead did lie :
And a thousand thousand slimy things
Lived on ; and so did I.
And envieth that they should live, and so many lie dead.
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