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Their beauty and their happiness.
“ O happy living things ! no'tongue
Their beauty might declare:
A spring of love gushed from my heart,
And I blessed them unaware:
Sure my kind saint took pity on me,
And I blessed them unaware.
He blesseth them in his heart.
The spell begins “ The selfsame moment I could pray; to break.
neck so free
The Albatross fell off, and sank
Like lead into the sea.
“ O sleep! it is a gentle thing,
Beloved from pole to pole!
To Mary Queen the praise be given !
She sent the gentle sleep from heaven,
That slid into my soul.
“ The silly buckets on the deck, By grace of the holy Mother, That had so long remained, the ancient Mariner is re- I dreamt that they were filled with dew; freshed with rain.
And when I awoke, it rained.
“My lips were wet, my throat was cold,
My garments all were dank;
Sure I had drunken in my dreams,
And still my body drank.
“ I moved, and could not feel my limbs :
I was so light almost
I thought that I had died in sleep,
And was a blessèd ghost.
“ And soon I heard a roaring wind :
It did not come anear;
But with its sound it shook the sails,
That were so thin and sere.
sounds 310 and seeth
strange sights and commotions in the sky and the element.
" The upper air burst into life!
And a hundred fire flags sheen,
To and fro they were hurried about ;
And to and fro, and in and out,
The wan stars danced between.
“ And the coming wind did roar more loud,
And the sails did sigh like sedge:
And the rain poured down from one black
The Moon was at its edge.
“The thick black cloud was cleft, and still
The Moon was at its side:
Like waters shot from some high crag,
The lightning fell with never a jag,
A river steep and wide.
“ The loud wind never reached the ship,
Yet now the ship moved on:
Beneath the lightning and the Moon
The dead men gave a groan.
They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose,
Nor spake, nor moved their eyes ;
It had been strange, even in a dream,
To have seen those dead men rise.
The bodies of the ship's crew are inspirited, and the ship moves on;
“ The helmsman steered; the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze up blew;
336 The mariners all 'gan work the ropes,
Where they were wont to do:
They raised their limbs like lifeless tools -
We were a ghastly crew.
“ The body of my brother's son
Stood by me, knee to knee;
The body and I pulled at one rope,
But he said nought to me." but not by the “I fear thee, ancient Mariner ! ” souls of the men, nor by demons“ Be calm, thou Wedding Guest ! dle air, but by a 'Twas not those souls that fled in pain, blessed troop of
Which to their corses came again, angelic spirits, sent down by the But a troop of spirits blest. guardian saint.
“ For when it dawned — they dropped their arms,
And clustered round the mast;
Sweet sounds rose slowly through their
And from their bodies passed.
" Around, around, flew each sweet sound,
Then darted to the Sun;
Slowly the sounds came back again,
Now mixed, now one by one.
“ Sometimes adropping from the sky
I heard the skylark sing ;
Sometimes all little birds that are,
How they seemed to fill the sea and air
With their sweet jargoning !
And now 'twas like all instruments,
Now like a lonely flute;
And now it is an angel's song,
" It ceased'; yet still the sails made on
A pleasant noise till noon,
A noise like of a hidden brook
In the leafy month of June,
That to the sleeping woods all night
Singeth a quiet tune.
“ Till noon we quietly sailed on,
Yet never a breeze did breathe:
Slowly and smoothly went the ship,
Moved onward from beneath.
The lonesome spirit from the south pole carries on the ship as far as the
Line, in obedi380 ence to the an
gelic troop, but still requireth vengeance.
s. 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 fixed 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 down in a swound.
“ How long in that same fit I lay,
I have not to declare;
But ere my living life returned,
I heard, and in my soul discerned,
Two voices in the air.
the other, that “Is it he ?' quoth one, • Is this the man? and heavy for By Him who died on cross, iner hath been with his cruel bow he laid full low
400 accorded to the The harmless Albatross. Polar Spirit,who returneth southward.
The spirit who bideth by himself
In the land of mist and snow,
He loved the bird that loved the man
Who shot him with his bow.'
“The other was a softer voice,
As soft as honeydew :
Quoth he, The man hath penance done,
And penance more will do.'
" But tell me, tell me I speak again,
Thy soft response renewing -
What makes that ship drive on so fast ?
What is the Ocean doing?'