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首页Lyrical Ballads: With a Few Other PoemsTHE RIME OF THE ANCYENT MARINERE-4

THE RIME OF THE ANCYENT MARINERE-4

        IV.

        "I fear t Marinere!

        "I fear thy skinny hand;

        "And t long and lank and brown

        "As is the ribbd Sea-sand.

        "I fear ttering eye

        "And t;--

        Fear not, fear not, t!

        t not down.

        Alone, alone, all all alone

        Alone on the wide wide Sea;

        And C ake no pity on

        My soul in agony.

        tiful,

        And they all dead did lie!

        And a million million slimy things

        Livd on--and so did I.

        I lookd upon tting Sea,

        And drew my eyes away;

        I lookd upon tch deck,

        And the dead men lay.

        I lookd to ryd to pray;

        But or ever a prayer ,

        A wicked whisper came and made

        My    as dry as dust.

        I y lids ahem close,

        till t;

        For the sky

        Lay like a load on my weary eye,

        And t my feet.

        t melted from their limbs,

        , ne reek did they;

        they lookd on me,

        had never passd away.

        An orpo hell

        A spirit from on high:

        But O! more

        Is the curse in a dead mans eye!

        Seven days, seven nig curse

        A I could not die.

        t up the sky

        And no where did abide:

        Softly she was going up

        And a star or two beside--

        ry main

        Like m frosts yspread;

        But whe ships huge shadow lay,

        ter burnt alway

        A still and awful red.

        Beyond the ship

        I cer-snakes:

        tracks of se;

        And w

        Fell off in hoary ?akes.

        ithe ship

        I ctire:

        Blue, glossy green, a black

        track

        as a ?ash of golden ?re.

        O ongue

        ty might declare:

        A spring of love gus,

        And I blessd them unaware!

        Sure my kind saint took pity on me,

        And I blessd them unaware.

        t I could pray;

        And from my neck so free

        tross fell off, and sank

        Like lead into the sea.
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