Illustrated by Gustave Doré

The Rime of the
Ancient Mariner
Illustrated by Gustave Doré
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Part One
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The ice was here, the ice was there,
the ice was all around:
it cracked and growled, and roared and howled,
like noises in a swound! (l. 59-62)
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At length did cross an Albatross,
through the fog it came;
as if had been a Christian soul,
we hailed it in God’s name. (l. 63-66)
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The cold sweat melted from their limbs,
nor rot nor reek did they:
the look with which they looked on me
had never passed away. (l. 253-256)
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And when I awake it rained (l. 300)
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“Since then, at an uncertain hour,
that agony returns:
and till my ghastly tale is told,
this heart within me burns.
I pass, like night, from land to land;
I have strange power of speech;
that moment that his face I see,
I know the man that must hear me:
to him my tale I teach.” (l. 582-590)
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