THE RIME OF THE ANCYENT MARINERE-7
ts boy,
h crazy go,
Laughe while
to and fro,
quot;; quot;full plain I see,
quot;to ro;
And noree
I stood on the ?rm land!
t steppd fort,
And scarcely and.
quot;O s;
t crossd his brow--
quot;Say quick,quot; quot;I bid thee say
quot; manner man art t;
Forthis frame of mine was wrenchd
ith a woeful agony,
o begin my tale
And t left me free.
Since t an uncertain hour,
Noimes and now fewer,
t anguisell
My gly aventure.
I pass, like nigo land;
I range power of speech;
t t his face I see
I kno must hear me;
to ale I teach.
loud uproar bursts from t door!
ts are there;
But in the Bride
And Bride-maids singing are:
And tle Vesper-bell
o prayer.
O edding-guest! th been
Alone on a wide wide sea:
So lonely t God himself
Scarce seemed to be.
O ser t,
tis ser far to me
to ogeto the Kirk
ith a goodly company.
to ogeto the Kirk
And all together pray,
o father bends,
Old men, and babes, and loving friends,
And Youths, and Maidens gay.
Fare tell
to t!
h well
Bot.
w,
All t and small:
For th us,
h all.
t,
h age is hoar,
Is gone; and no
turnd from the bridegrooms door.
, like one t unnd
And