IV.

    quot;I fear t Marinere!

    quot;I fear thy skinny hand;

    quot;And t long and lank and brown

    quot;As is the ribbd Sea-sand.

    quot;I fear ttering eye

    quot;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 closd my lids and kept them close,

    till t;

    For the sky

    Lay like a load on my weary eye,

    And t my feet.

    t melted from their limbs,

    Ne rot, 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

    And yet 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 morning frosts yspread;

    But whe ships huge shadow lay,

    ter burnt alway

    A still and awful red.

    Beyond the ship

    I cer-snakes:

    tracks of