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THE

ANCIENT MARINER,

A POET'S REVERIE.

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THE

ANCIENT MARINER.

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It is an ancient Mariner,

And he stoppeth one of three :

"By thy long grey beard and thy glittering eye "Now wherefore stoppest me?

"The Bridegroom's doors are open'd wide

"And I am next of kin ;

"The Guests are met, the Feast is set,

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But still he holds the wedding guest-
There was a Ship, quoth he-

"Nay, if thou'st got a laughsome tale,
"Mariner! come with me."

He holds him with his skinny hand,
Quoth he, there was a Ship-

"Now get thee hence, thou grey-beard Loon! "Or my Staff shall make thee skip."

He holds him with his glittering eye➡

The wedding guest stood still And listens like a three year's child;

The Mariner hath his will.

The wedding-guest sate on a stone,
He cannot chuse but hear :

And thus spake on that ancient man,
The bright-eyed Mariner.

The Ship was cheer'd, the Harbour clear'd

Merrily did we drop

Below the Kirk, below the Hill,

Below the Light-house top.

The Sun came up upon the left,
Out of the Sea came he :

And he shone bright, and on the right
Went down into the sea.

Higher and higher every day,

Till over the mast at noon

The wedding-guest here beat his breast,
For he heard the loud bassoon.

The Bride hath pac'd into the Hall,

Red as a rose is she;

Nodding their heads before her goes

The merry Minstralsy.

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