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.h2
from THE RIME
OF THE ANCIENT
MARINER
.h1
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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[This story is told by a Mariner at a
wedding, who was cursed for killing
an Albatross, a sign of good luck to
a sailor. Coleridge's notes are
indicated by the prefix --. Here, the
Mariner has finally come to land.]
"And now, all in my own countree,
I stood on the firm land!
The Hermit stepped forth from the
boat,
And scarcely he could stand.
-- The ancient Mariner earnestly
entreateth the Hermit to shrieve him;
and the penance of life falls on him.
"'O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy
man!'
The Hermit crossed his brow.
'Say, quick,' quoth he, 'I bid thee
say --
What manner of man art thou?"
"Forthwith this frame of mine was
wrenched
With a woful agony,
Which forced me to begin my tale,
And then it left me free.
-- And ever and anon through out
[sic] his future life an agony
constraineth him to travel from land
to land.
"Since then, at an uncertain hour,
That agony returns;
And till my ghastly tale is told,
This heart within me burns.
"I pass, like night, from land to
land;
I have strange power of speech.
That moment that his face I see,
I know the man that must hear me:
To him my tale I teach.
"What loud uproar bursts from that
door!
The wedding guests are there;
But in the garden bower the bride
And bridesmaids singing are;
And hark the little vesper bell,
Which biddeth me to prayer!
"O Wedding Guest! this soul hath been
Alone on a wide wide sea:
So lonely 'twas, that God Himself
Scarce seemed there to be.
"O sweeter than the marriage feast,
'Tis sweeter far to me,
To walk together to the kirk [church]
With a goodly company! --
"To walk together to the kirk,
And all together pray,
While each to his great Father bends,
Old men, and babes, and loving
friends
And youths and maidens gay!
-- And to teach, by his own example,
love and reverence to all things that
God made and loveth.
"Farewell, farewell! But this I tell
To thee, thou Wedding Guest!
He prayeth well, who loveth well
Both man and bird and beast.
"He prayeth best, who loveth best
All things both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all."
The Mariner, whose eye is bright,
Whose beard with age is hoar,
Is gone; and now the Wedding Guest
Turned from the bridegroom's door.
He went like one that hath been
stunned
And is of sense forlorn;
A sadder and a wiser man
He rose the morrow morn.
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