SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE

��His shipmates drop down dead.

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��Four times fifty living men (And I heard nor sigh nor groan), With heavy thump, a lifeless lump, They dropp'd down one by one.

The souls did from their bodies fly They fled to bliss or woe ! And every soul, it pass'd me by Like the whizz of my crossbow ! '

��PART IV The Wedding- < I fear thee, ancient Mariner !

Guest feareth T r . . . . , .

that a spirit I fear thy skinny hand!

btjOkingto And thou art long? and j ankj and brown,

As is the ribb'd sea-sand.

I fear thee and thy glittering eye,

And thy skinny hand so brown/

' Fear not, fear not, thou Wedding-Guest I

This body dropt not down.

��But the an cient Mariner assureth him of his bodily life, and pro- ceedeth to re late his horrible penance.

��He despiseth the creatures of the calm.

��And envieth that they should live, and so many lie dead.

��Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide, wide sea ! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony.

The many men, so beautiful!

And they all dead did lie :

And a thousand thousand slimy things

Lived on ; and so did I.

I look'd upon the rotting sea, And drew my eyes away ; I look'd upon the rotting deck, And there the dead men lay.

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