iner is saved in the Pilot's boat. "Stunned by that loud and The ancient Mardreadful sound, 550 Which sky and ocean smote, Like one that hath been seven days drowned, My body lay afloat; But swift as dreams, myself I found Within the pilot's boat. 555 "Upon the whirl, where sank the ship, The boat spun round and round; And all was still, save that the hill Was telling of the sound. "I moved my lips-the pilot shrieked, 560 And fell down in a fit; The holy Hermit raised his "O Wedding-Guest! this soul hath been The frost performs its secret ministry, Scarce seemed there to be. Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud-and hark, again! loud as be "O sweeter than the mar fore. Which image in their bulk both lakes and shores And mountain crags: so shalt thou see and hear The lovely shapes and sounds intelligible Of that eternal language, which thy God 61 Utters, who from eternity doth teach Himself in all, and all things in himself. Great universal Teacher! he shall mould Thy spirit, and by giving make it ask. 65 Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch 70 |
