"The Sun came up upon the left,[7]
Out of the sea came he! 25 And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea.
"Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon------" 30 The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud ba.s.soon.
The bride hath paced into the hall, Red as a rose is she; Nodding their heads before her goes 35 The merry minstrelsy.
The Wedding-Guest he beat his breast, Yet he cannot choose but hear; And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner. 40
"And now the Storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o"ertaking wings, And chased us south along.
"With sloping masts and dipping prow, 45 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. 50
"And now there came both mist and snow,[8]
And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.
"And through the drifts the snowy clifts[9] 55 Did send a dismal sheen: Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken[10]-- The ice was all between.
"The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around: 60 It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound![11]
"At length did cross an Albatross,[12]
Thorough[12] the fog it came; As if it had been a Christian soul, 65 We hailed it in G.o.d"s name.
"It ate the food it ne"er had eat, And round and round it flew.
The ice did split with a thunder-fit; The helmsman steered us through. 70
"And a good south wind sprung up behind; The Albatross did follow, And every day, for food or play, Came to the mariner"s hollo!
"In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud,[14] 75 It perched for vespers nine;[15]
Whiles[16] all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white moon-shine."
"G.o.d save thee, ancient Mariner!
From the fiends that plague thee thus!-- 80 Why look"st thou so?"--"With my cross-bow I shot the Albatross."
PART II
"The Sun now rose upon the right:[17]
Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left 85 Went down into the sea.
"And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Come to the mariners" hollo! 90
"And I had done a h.e.l.lish thing, And it would work "em woe; For all averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow.
"Ah wretch!" said they, "the bird to slay, 95 That made the breeze to blow!"
"Nor dim nor red, like G.o.d"s own head The glorious sun uprist:[18]
Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. 100 ""Twas right," said they, "such birds to slay, That bring the fog and mist."
"The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew, The furrow followed free;[19]
We were the first that ever burst Into that silent sea.[20] 105
"Down dropped the breeze, the sails dropped down, "T was sad as sad could be; And we did speak only to break The silence of the sea! 110
"All in a hot and copper sky, The b.l.o.o.d.y Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon.
"Day after day, day after day, 115 We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
"Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; 120 Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drink.
"The very deep did rot: O Christ!
That ever this should be!
Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs 125 Upon the slimy sea.
"About, about, in reel and rout The death-fires[21] danced at night; The water, like a witch"s oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white, 130
"And some in dreams a.s.sured were Of the spirit that plagued us so;[22]
Nine fathom deep he had followed us From the land of mist and snow.
"And every tongue, through utter drought, 135 Was withered at the root; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot.
"Ah! well-a-day! what evil looks Had I from old and young! 140 Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung."
PART III
"There pa.s.sed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye.
A weary time! a weary time! 145 How glazed each weary eye, When, looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky.
"At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; 150 It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.[23]
"A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist!
And still it neared and neared; As if it dodged a water-sprite, 155 It plunged and tacked and veered,
"With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood!
I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, 160 And cried, "A sail! a sail!"
"With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape[24] they heard me call: Gramercy![25] they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, 165 As they were drinking all.
"See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more!
Hither to work us weal,[26]
Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel! 170
"The western wave was all a-flame, The day was well-nigh done!
Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun; When that strange shape drove suddenly 175 Betwixt us and the Sun.
"And straight[27] the Sun was flecked with bars,[28]
(Heaven"s Mother[29] send us grace!) As if through a dungeon grate he peered With broad and burning face. 180
"Alas! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she nears and nears!
Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres?[30]