And prayd where he did sit.

Farewell, farewell! but this I tell

And Youths, and Maidens gay.

"I never saw aught like to them

"That signal made but now?

The Holy Hermit raisd his eyes

To him my tale I teach.

And now all in mine own Countree

I know the man that must hear me;

I have strange power of speech;

But I ne spake ne stirrd!

I stood on the ?rm land!

O Wedding-guest! this soul hath been

O sweeter than the Marriage-feast,

"What manner man art thou?"

Within the Pilots boat.

This Hermit good lives in that wood

"The planks look warpd, and see those sails

Which biddeth me to prayer.

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Both man and bird and beast.

The Hermit crossd his brow--

I took the oars: the Pilots boy,

Who now doth crazy go,

He kneels at morn and noon and eve--

"Ha! ha!" quoth he--"full plain I see,

While each to his great father bends,

With a goodly company.

And all was still, save that the hill

Now oftimes and now fewer,

But in the Garden-bower the Bride

The Ship went down like lead.

Which slopes down to the Sea.

It is the moss, that wholly hides

And scarcely he could stand.

He rose the morrow morn.

I pass, like night, from land to land;

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Alone on a wide wide sea:

"Unless perchance it were

"The devil knows how to row."

Old men, and babes, and loving friends,

And fell down in a ?t.

"Why, this is strange, I trow!

"O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy Man!"

Upon the whirl, where sank the Ship,

With a woeful agony,

"Dear Lord! it has a ?endish look"--

To walk together to the Kirk

He went, like one that hath been stunnd

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And then it left me free.

That anguish comes and makes me tell

What loud uproar bursts from that door!

The Hermit steppd forth from the boat,

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"And the Owlet whoops to the wolf below

For the dear God, who loveth us,

Under the water it rumbled on,

Laughd loud and long, and all the while

Tis sweeter far to me

Whose beard with age is hoar,

Which forcd me to begin my tale

The Boat came close beneath the Ship,

His eyes went to and fro,

"And they answerd not our cheer.

Still louder and more dread:

"Say quick," quoth he, "I bid thee say

"Where are those lights so many and fair

Said the Hermit cheerily.

I movd my lips: the Pilot shriekd

"When the Ivy-tod is heavy with snow,

Scarce seemed there to be.

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Like one that hath been seven days drownd

But, swift as dreams, myself I found

"How thin they are and sere!

"Strange, by my faith!" the Hermit said--

My body lay a?oat:

Which sky and ocean smote:

The rotted old Oak-stump.

And hark the little Vesper-bell

To walk together to the Kirk

He loves to talk with Marineres

The Boat came closer to the Ship,

My ghastly aventure.

He made and loveth all.

The boat spun round and round:

And strait a sound was heard!

Was telling of the sound.

The Marinere, whose eye is bright,

And is of sense forlorn:

"My forest brook along:

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And all together pray,

He prayeth well who loveth well

That come from a far Contree.

The Skiff-boat nerd: I heard them talk,

(The Pilot made reply)

So lonely twas, that God himself

He prayeth best who loveth best,

Is gone; and now the wedding-guest

And Bride-maids singing are:

Turnd from the bridegrooms door.

Since then at an uncertain hour,

It reachd the Ship, it split the bay;

How loudly his sweet voice he rears!

The Wedding-guests are there;

A sadder and a wiser man

"I am a-feard.--"Push on, push on!"

"That eats the she-wolfs young.

He hath a cushion plump:

All things both great and small: