The Rime of the Ancient Mariner Quotes

And a good south wind sprung up behind; The albatross did follow, And every day, for food or play, Came to the mariners' hollo! In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud, It perched for vespers nine; Wh...

And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered at the root; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. (II.33)

And through the drifts the snowy clifts Did send a dismal sheen: Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken – The ice was all between. (I.14)

Ah! wel-a-day! what evil looks Had I from old and young! Instead of the cross, the albatross About my neck was hung. (II.34)

He holds him with his glittering eye – The wedding-guest stood still, And listens like a three-years' child: The mariner hath his will. (I.4)