...in our free constitution, and they would be easier if we kept at a respectful distance from them, " Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round, walks on f And turns no more his head ; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close...

...really do exist. It turns us all into children, frightened to watch yet too fascinated to stop watching, Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind...

...rim dips; the stars rush out; At one stride comes the dark. 2448 'The Rime of the Ancient Mariner' turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind...

...lit, and out of the hissing speakers, a man's voice began to intone, rising above the leafy sibilance: Like one, that on a lonesome road, Doth walk in fear and dread . . . Virginia jumped back, and the keyboard clattered off the desk, swinging by its cord. She dropped...

...us, hoping for scraps, and I trod carefully in the shadows of boats and deck buildings. Like one, who on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful judge Doth close behind...

...old Horny," he said to the dead tree. And once, as dusk pursued him homeward, he began repeating: As one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind...

...and silence, nowhere and no whither, You are conscious of nothing but the presence of a vague terror: Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread," eerie and shuddering with the intuition that something fearful is at hand. You feel that all creation...

...humiliation. Bion quotes Coleridge's Rime of the Ancient Mariner as a representation of this state of mind: Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread; And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind...

...and to look, haunter-haunted, pursuer-pursued, into the green corrupted Hell Face of malignant death: Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind...

...more I viewed the ocean green. And looked far forth, yet little saw Of what had else been seen — Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind...