![]() Listen, stranger! Mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice mast-high came floating by, As green as emerald. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. "And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. The wedding-guest he beat his breast, Yet he cannot choose but hear And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed mariner. The bride hath paced into the hall, Red as a rose is she Nodding their heads before her goes The merry minstrelsy. 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 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. ![]() "The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared, Merrily did we drop Below the kirk, below the hill, Below the lighthouse top. The wedding-guest sat on a stone: He cannot choose but hear And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed mariner. He holds him with his glittering eye – The wedding-guest stood still, And listens like a three-years' child: The mariner hath his will. "Hold off! unhand me, grey-beard loon!" Eftsoons his hand dropped he. – "By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stoppest thou me? The bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin The guests are met, the feast is set: Mayst hear the merry din." He holds him with his skinny hand, "There was a ship," quoth he. Part I It is an ancient mariner And he stoppeth one of three. ![]() The Rime of the Ancient Mariner: Text of the Poem
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