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Rime of the Ancient Mariner »
Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung.
I know the man that must hear me; To him my tale I teach.
Metamorphosis of Daphne-Bust
It ate the food it ne’er had eat
I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech;
And from my neck so free The Albatross fell off, and sank Like lead into the sea.
Maquette - I know the man that must hear me; To him my tale I teach
Maquette - Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung.
Lion and Unicorn
The sun now rose upon the right
Harlequin
Columbine
Peahen
Like one that hath been seven days drowned, My body lay afloat;
A man all light, a seraph-man, On every corse there stood
Is that a Death? and are there two? Is Death that Woman's mate?
The souls did from their bodies fly, - They fled to bliss or woe!
The ice did split with a thunder-fit; The helmsman steered us through!
The ship was cheered
It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three