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• Like one, that on a lonely road

Doth walk in fear and dread, * And having once turn'd round, walks on,

. And turns no more his head: * Because he knows, a frightful fiend

• Doth close behind him tread.

• But soon there breath'd a wind on me,

• Ne sound ne motion made: • Its path was not upon the sea

* In ripple or in shade.

• It rais’d my hair, it fann'd my cheek

• Like a meadow-gale of spring • It mingled strangely with my fears,

• Yet it felt like a welcoming.

Swiftly, swiftly, flew the ship,

• Yer she sail'd softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze • On me alone it blew.

• O dream of joy! is this indeed

• The light-house top I see! • Is this the hill? Is this the kirk?

• Is this mine own countrée?

• We drifted o'er the harbour bar,

* And I with sobs did pray. let me be awake, my God!

• Or let me, sleep alway!

• The harbour bay was clear as glass,

• So smoothly it was strewn! • And on the bay the moonlight lay,

• And the shadow of the moon.

• The moonlight bay was white all o'er,

• Till rising from the same, • Full many shapes, that shadows were,

· Like as of torches came.

• A little distance from the prow

« Those dark-red shadows were; < But soon I saw that

- Was red as in a glare.

my own flesh

• I turn'd my head in. fear and dread,

* And by the holy rood, · The bodies had advanc'd, and now

* Before the mast they stood.

• They lifted up their stiff right-arms,

They held them straight and tight; • And each right-arın burnt like a torch,

• A torch that's borne upright. • Their stony eye-balls glittered on

• In the red and smokey light.

my head

I pray'd and turn'd

away • Forth looking as before, • There was no breeze upon the bay,

• No wave against the shore.

• The rock shone bright, the kirk no less

That stands above the rock: • The moonlight steep'd in silentness

• The steady weathercock.

* And the bay was white with silent light,

• Till rising from the same • Full many shapes, that shadows were,

• In crimson colours came.

* A little distance from the prow

· Those crimson shadows were: • I turn'd my eyes upon the deck

• O Christ! what saw I there?

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• Each corse lay flat, lifeless and flat;

* And by the holy rood, • A man all light, a seraph-man,

On every corse there stood.

• This seraph-band, each wav'd his hand;

• It was a heavenly sight:
They stood as signals to the land,
• Each one a lovely light:

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• This seraph-band, each wav'd his hand:

No voice did they impart, • No voice; but O! the silence sank

• Like music on my heart.

* Eftsones I heard the dash of cars,

• I heard the Pilot's cheer; My head was turn'd

per
force

away
. And I saw a boat appear,

• Then vanish'd all the lovely lights;

"The bodies rose anew: • With silent pace, each to his place,

• Came back the ghastly crew. • The wind that shade nor motion made

On me alone it blew.

« The Pilot and the Pilot's Boy

• I heard them coming fast: · Dear Lord in Heaven! it was a joy

• The dead men could not blast.

6 I saw a third-I heard his voice :

• It is the Hermit good! • He singeth loud his godly hymns

· That he makes in the wood. • He'll shrieve my soul, he'll wash away

• The Albatross's blood.

VII.

This Hermit good lives in that wood

• Which slopes down to the sea: How loudly his sweet voice he rears ! “He loves to talk with marineres

• That come from a far countrée.

6 He kneels at morn and noon and eve

• He hath a cushion plump:
It is the moss, that wholly hides
6. The rotted old oak stump.

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