No twilight within the courts of the Sun. 'The game is done ! I've won ! I've won!' Through utter drought all dumb we stood !Īnd straight the Sun was flecked with bars,Īnd its ribs are seen as bars on the face of the setting Sun.Īlas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud)Īre those her sails that glance in the Sun, With throats unslaked, with black lips baked,

The Oxford Book of English Verse: 12501900. The Rime of the Ancient Mariner Previous Article Next Article Contents - BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. The young wedding guest demands to be let go and the old man does so. Along the way, the encounter an old sailor, who stops on of the young men. The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,ĭown dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner - Collection at Home » The Oxford Book of English Verse » 549. The Rime of the Ancient Mariner Synopsis and Overview Ancient Mariner plot summary: The poem opens as three young men make their way to a wedding. 'Twas right, said they, such birds to slay, Why look'st thou so?' - With my cross-bowĪnd the good south wind still blew behind, Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white,įrom the fiends, that plague thee thus!- The Rime of the Ancient Mariner: The Epic Poem You Need for Quarantine The New Yorker Comma Queen The Epic Poem You Need for Quarantine By Mary Norris The Rime of the. It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast,

’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 ship was cheered, the harbour cleared, The ship drawn by a storm toward the South Pole. 'Hold off ! unhand me, grey-beard loon !'

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