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</div>wasifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10317480808233063394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5719949454764265360.post-29372575666748110682010-10-13T06:33:00.000-07:002010-10-13T06:33:37.653-07:00' The rime of the ancient mariner' -Samuel Taylor Coleridge<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">It is an ancient Mariner,<br />
And he stoppeth one of three.<br />
"By thy long grey beard and glittering eye,<br />
Now wherefore stopp'st thou me?</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">"The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide,<br />
And I am next of kin;<br />
The guests are met, the feast is set:<br />
May'st hear the merry din."</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">He holds him with his skinny hand,<br />
"There was a ship," quoth he.<br />
"Hold off! unhand me, grey-beard loon!"<br />
Eftsoons his hand dropt he.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">He holds him with his glittering eye--<br />
The Wedding-Guest stood still,<br />
And listens like a three years child:<br />
The Mariner hath his will.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The Wedding-Guest sat on a stone:<br />
He cannot chuse but hear;<br />
And thus spake on that ancient man,<br />
The bright-eyed Mariner.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared,<br />
Merrily did we drop<br />
Below the kirk, below the hill,<br />
Below the light-house top.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The Sun came up upon the left,<br />
Out of the sea came he!<br />
And he shone bright, and on the right<br />
Went down into the sea.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Higher and higher every day,<br />
Till over the mast at noon--<br />
The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast,<br />
For he heard the loud bassoon.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The bride hath paced into the hall,<br />
Red as a rose is she;<br />
Nodding their heads before her goes<br />
The merry minstrelsy.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The Wedding-Guest he beat his breast,<br />
Yet he cannot chuse but hear;<br />
And thus spake on that ancient man,<br />
The bright-eyed Mariner.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And now the STORM-BLAST came, and he<br />
Was tyrannous and strong:<br />
He struck with his o'ertaking wings,<br />
And chased south along.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">With sloping masts and dipping prow,<br />
As who pursued with yell and blow<br />
Still treads the shadow of his foe<br />
And forward bends his head,<br />
The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast,<br />
And southward aye we fled.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And now there came both mist and snow,<br />
And it grew wondrous cold:<br />
And ice, mast-high, came floating by,<br />
As green as emerald.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And through the drifts the snowy clifts<br />
Did send a dismal sheen:<br />
Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken--<br />
The ice was all between.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The ice was here, the ice was there,<br />
The ice was all around:<br />
It cracked and growled, and roared and howled,<br />
Like noises in a swound!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">At length did cross an Albatross:<br />
Thorough the fog it came;<br />
As if it had been a Christian soul,<br />
We hailed it in God's name.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">It ate the food it ne'er had eat,<br />
And round and round it flew.<br />
The ice did split with a thunder-fit;<br />
The helmsman steered us through!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And a good south wind sprung up behind;<br />
The Albatross did follow,<br />
And every day, for food or play,<br />
Came to the mariners' hollo!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud,<br />
It perched for vespers nine;<br />
Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white,<br />
Glimmered the white Moon-shine.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">"God save thee, ancient Mariner!<br />
From the fiends, that plague thee thus!--<br />
Why look'st thou so?"--With my cross-bow<br />
I shot the ALBATROSS.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The Sun now rose upon the right:</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Out of the sea came he,<br />
Still hid in mist, and on the left<br />
Went down into the sea.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And the good south wind still blew behind<br />
But no sweet bird did follow,<br />
Nor any day for food or play<br />
Came to the mariners' hollo!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And I had done an hellish thing,<br />
And it would work 'em woe:<br />
For all averred, I had killed the bird<br />
That made the breeze to blow.<br />
Ah wretch! said they, the bird to slay<br />
That made the breeze to blow!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Nor dim nor red, like God's own head,<br />
The glorious Sun uprist:<br />
Then all averred, I had killed the bird<br />
That brought the fog and mist.<br />
'Twas right, said they, such birds to slay,<br />
That bring the fog and mist.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,<br />
The furrow followed free:<br />
We were the first that ever burst<br />
Into that silent sea.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down,<br />
'Twas sad as sad could be;<br />
And we did speak only to break<br />
The silence of the sea!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">All in a hot and copper sky,<br />
The bloody Sun, at noon,<br />
Right up above the mast did stand,<br />
No bigger than the Moon.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Day after day, day after day,<br />
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;<br />
As idle as a painted ship<br />
Upon a painted ocean.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Water, water, every where,<br />
And all the boards did shrink;<br />
Water, water, every where,<br />
Nor any drop to drink.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The very deep did rot: O Christ!<br />
That ever this should be!<br />
Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs<br />
Upon the slimy sea.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">About, about, in reel and rout<br />
The death-fires danced at night;<br />
The water, like a witch's oils,<br />
Burnt green, and blue and white.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And some in dreams assured were<br />
Of the spirit that plagued us so:<br />
Nine fathom deep he had followed us<br />
From the land of mist and snow.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And every tongue, through utter drought,<br />
Was withered at the root;<br />
We could not speak, no more than if<br />
We had been choked with soot.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Ah! well a-day! what evil looks<br />
Had I from old and young!<br />
Instead of the cross, the Albatross<br />
About my neck was hung.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">There passed a weary time. Each throat<br />
Was parched, and glazed each eye.<br />
A weary time! a weary time!<br />
How glazed each weary eye,<br />
When looking westward, I beheld<br />
A something in the sky.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">At first it seemed a little speck,<br />
And then it seemed a mist:<br />
It moved and moved, and took at last<br />
A certain shape, I wist.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist!<br />
And still it neared and neared:<br />
As if it dodged a water-sprite,<br />
It plunged and tacked and veered.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">With throats unslaked, with black lips baked,<br />
We could not laugh nor wail;<br />
Through utter drought all dumb we stood!<br />
I bit my arm, I sucked the blood,<br />
And cried, A sail! a sail!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">With throats unslaked, with black lips baked,<br />
Agape they heard me call:<br />
Gramercy! they for joy did grin,<br />
And all at once their breath drew in,<br />
As they were drinking all.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more!<br />
Hither to work us weal;<br />
Without a breeze, without a tide,<br />
She steadies with upright keel!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The western wave was all a-flame<br />
The day was well nigh done!<br />
Almost upon the western wave<br />
Rested the broad bright Sun;<br />
When that strange shape drove suddenly<br />
Betwixt us and the Sun.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And straight the Sun was flecked with bars,<br />
(Heaven's Mother send us grace!)<br />
As if through a dungeon-grate he peered,<br />
With broad and burning face.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Alas! (thought I, and my heart beat loud)<br />
How fast she nears and nears!<br />
Are those her sails that glance in the Sun,<br />
Like restless gossameres!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Are those her ribs through which the Sun<br />
Did peer, as through a grate?<br />
And is that Woman all her crew?<br />
Is that a DEATH? and are there two?<br />
Is DEATH that woman's mate?</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Her lips were red, her looks were free,<br />
Her locks were yellow as gold:<br />
Her skin was as white as leprosy,<br />
The Night-Mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she,<br />
Who thicks man's blood with cold.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The naked hulk alongside came,<br />
And the twain were casting dice;<br />
"The game is done! I've won! I've won!"<br />
Quoth she, and whistles thrice.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out:<br />
At one stride comes the dark;<br />
With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea.<br />
Off shot the spectre-bark.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">We listened and looked sideways up!<br />
Fear at my heart, as at a cup,<br />
My life-blood seemed to sip!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The stars were dim, and thick the night,<br />
The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white;<br />
From the sails the dew did drip--<br />
Till clombe above the eastern bar<br />
The horned Moon, with one bright star<br />
Within the nether tip.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">One after one, by the star-dogged Moon<br />
Too quick for groan or sigh,<br />
Each turned his face with a ghastly pang,<br />
And cursed me with his eye.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Four times fifty living men,<br />
(And I heard nor sigh nor groan)<br />
With heavy thump, a lifeless lump,<br />
They dropped down one by one.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The souls did from their bodies fly,--<br />
They fled to bliss or woe!<br />
And every soul, it passed me by,<br />
Like the whizz of my CROSS-BOW!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">"I fear thee, ancient Mariner!<br />
I fear thy skinny hand!<br />
And thou art long, and lank, and brown,<br />
As is the ribbed sea-sand.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">"I fear thee and thy glittering eye,<br />
And thy skinny hand, so brown."--<br />
Fear not, fear not, thou Wedding-Guest!<br />
This body dropt not down.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Alone, alone, all, all alone,<br />
Alone on a wide wide sea!<br />
And never a saint took pity on<br />
My soul in agony.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The many men, so beautiful!<br />
And they all dead did lie:<br />
And a thousand thousand slimy things<br />
Lived on; and so did I</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I looked upon the rotting sea,<br />
And drew my eyes away;<br />
I looked upon the rotting deck,<br />
And there the dead men lay.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I looked to Heaven, and tried to pray:<br />
But or ever a prayer had gusht,<br />
A wicked whisper came, and made<br />
my heart as dry as dust.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I closed my lids, and kept them close,<br />
And the balls like pulses beat;<br />
For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky<br />
Lay like a load on my weary eye,<br />
And the dead were at my feet.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The cold sweat melted from their limbs,<br />
Nor rot nor reek did they:<br />
The look with which they looked on me<br />
Had never passed away.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">An orphan's curse would drag to Hell<br />
A spirit from on high;<br />
But oh! more horrible than that<br />
Is a curse in a dead man's eye!<br />
Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse,<br />
And yet I could not die.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The moving Moon went up the sky,<br />
And no where did abide:<br />
Softly she was going up,<br />
And a star or two beside.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Her beams bemocked the sultry main,<br />
Like April hoar-frost spread;<br />
But where the ship's huge shadow lay,<br />
The charmed water burnt alway<br />
A still and awful red.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Beyond the shadow of the ship,<br />
I watched the water-snakes:<br />
They moved in tracks of shining white,<br />
And when they reared, the elfish light<br />
Fell off in hoary flakes.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Within the shadow of the ship<br />
I watched their rich attire:<br />
Blue, glossy green, and velvet black,<br />
They coiled and swam; and every track<br />
Was a flash of golden fire.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">O happy living things! no tongue<br />
Their beauty might declare:<br />
A spring of love gushed from my heart,<br />
And I blessed them unaware:<br />
Sure my kind saint took pity on me,<br />
And I blessed them unaware.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The self same moment I could pray;<br />
And from my neck so free<br />
The Albatross fell off, and sank<br />
Like lead into the sea.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Oh sleep! it is a gentle thing,<br />
Beloved from pole to pole!<br />
To Mary Queen the praise be given!<br />
She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven,<br />
That slid into my soul.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The silly buckets on the deck,<br />
That had so long remained,<br />
I dreamt that they were filled with dew;<br />
And when I awoke, it rained.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">My lips were wet, my throat was cold,<br />
My garments all were dank;<br />
Sure I had drunken in my dreams,<br />
And still my body drank.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I moved, and could not feel my limbs:<br />
I was so light--almost<br />
I thought that I had died in sleep,<br />
And was a blessed ghost.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And soon I heard a roaring wind:<br />
It did not come anear;<br />
But with its sound it shook the sails,<br />
That were so thin and sere.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The upper air burst into life!<br />
And a hundred fire-flags sheen,<br />
To and fro they were hurried about!<br />
And to and fro, and in and out,<br />
The wan stars danced between.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And the coming wind did roar more loud,<br />
And the sails did sigh like sedge;<br />
And the rain poured down from one black cloud;<br />
The Moon was at its edge.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The thick black cloud was cleft, and still<br />
The Moon was at its side:<br />
Like waters shot from some high crag,<br />
The lightning fell with never a jag,<br />
A river steep and wide.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The loud wind never reached the ship,<br />
Yet now the ship moved on!<br />
Beneath the lightning and the Moon<br />
The dead men gave a groan.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose,<br />
Nor spake, nor moved their eyes;<br />
It had been strange, even in a dream,<br />
To have seen those dead men rise.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The helmsman steered, the ship moved on;<br />
Yet never a breeze up blew;<br />
The mariners all 'gan work the ropes,<br />
Were they were wont to do:<br />
They raised their limbs like lifeless tools--<br />
We were a ghastly crew.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The body of my brother's son,<br />
Stood by me, knee to knee:<br />
The body and I pulled at one rope,<br />
But he said nought to me.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">"I fear thee, ancient Mariner!"<br />
Be calm, thou Wedding-Guest!<br />
'Twas not those souls that fled in pain,<br />
Which to their corses came again,<br />
But a troop of spirits blest:</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">For when it dawned--they dropped their arms,<br />
And clustered round the mast;<br />
Sweet sounds rose slowly through their mouths,<br />
And from their bodies passed.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Around, around, flew each sweet sound,<br />
Then darted to the Sun;<br />
Slowly the sounds came back again,<br />
Now mixed, now one by one.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Sometimes a-dropping from the sky<br />
I heard the sky-lark sing;<br />
Sometimes all little birds that are,<br />
How they seemed to fill the sea and air<br />
With their sweet jargoning!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And now 'twas like all instruments,<br />
Now like a lonely flute;<br />
And now it is an angel's song,<br />
That makes the Heavens be mute.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">It ceased; yet still the sails made on<br />
A pleasant noise till noon,<br />
A noise like of a hidden brook<br />
In the leafy month of June,<br />
That to the sleeping woods all night<br />
Singeth a quiet tune.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Till noon we quietly sailed on,<br />
Yet never a breeze did breathe:<br />
Slowly and smoothly went the ship,<br />
Moved onward from beneath.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Under the keel nine fathom deep,<br />
From the land of mist and snow,<br />
The spirit slid: and it was he<br />
That made the ship to go.<br />
The sails at noon left off their tune,<br />
And the ship stood still also.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The Sun, right up above the mast,<br />
Had fixed her to the ocean:<br />
But in a minute she 'gan stir,<br />
With a short uneasy motion--<br />
Backwards and forwards half her length<br />
With a short uneasy motion.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Then like a pawing horse let go,<br />
She made a sudden bound:<br />
It flung the blood into my head,<br />
And I fell down in a swound.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">How long in that same fit I lay,<br />
I have not to declare;<br />
But ere my living life returned,<br />
I heard and in my soul discerned<br />
Two VOICES in the air.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">"Is it he?" quoth one, "Is this the man?<br />
By him who died on cross,<br />
With his cruel bow he laid full low,<br />
The harmless Albatross.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">"The spirit who bideth by himself<br />
In the land of mist and snow,<br />
He loved the bird that loved the man<br />
Who shot him with his bow."</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The other was a softer voice,<br />
As soft as honey-dew:<br />
Quoth he, "The man hath penance done,<br />
And penance more will do."</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
FIRST VOICE.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">But tell me, tell me! speak again,<br />
Thy soft response renewing--<br />
What makes that ship drive on so fast?<br />
What is the OCEAN doing?</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
SECOND VOICE.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Still as a slave before his lord,<br />
The OCEAN hath no blast;<br />
His great bright eye most silently<br />
Up to the Moon is cast--</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">If he may know which way to go;<br />
For she guides him smooth or grim<br />
See, brother, see! how graciously<br />
She looketh down on him.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
FIRST VOICE.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">But why drives on that ship so fast,<br />
Without or wave or wind?</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
SECOND VOICE.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The air is cut away before,<br />
And closes from behind.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Fly, brother, fly! more high, more high<br />
Or we shall be belated:<br />
For slow and slow that ship will go,<br />
When the Mariner's trance is abated.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I woke, and we were sailing on<br />
As in a gentle weather:<br />
'Twas night, calm night, the Moon was high;<br />
The dead men stood together.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">All stood together on the deck,<br />
For a charnel-dungeon fitter:<br />
All fixed on me their stony eyes,<br />
That in the Moon did glitter.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The pang, the curse, with which they died,<br />
Had never passed away:<br />
I could not draw my eyes from theirs,<br />
Nor turn them up to pray.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And now this spell was snapt: once more<br />
I viewed the ocean green.<br />
And looked far forth, yet little saw<br />
Of what had else been seen--</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Like one that on a lonesome road<br />
Doth walk in fear and dread,<br />
And having once turned round walks on,<br />
And turns no more his head;<br />
Because he knows, a frightful fiend<br />
Doth close behind him tread.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">But soon there breathed a wind on me,<br />
Nor sound nor motion made:<br />
Its path was not upon the sea,<br />
In ripple or in shade.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek<br />
Like a meadow-gale of spring--<br />
It mingled strangely with my fears,<br />
Yet it felt like a welcoming.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship,<br />
Yet she sailed softly too:<br />
Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze--<br />
On me alone it blew.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Oh! dream of joy! is this indeed<br />
The light-house top I see?<br />
Is this the hill? is this the kirk?<br />
Is this mine own countree!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">We drifted o'er the harbour-bar,<br />
And I with sobs did pray--<br />
O let me be awake, my God!<br />
Or let me sleep alway.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The harbour-bay was clear as glass,<br />
So smoothly it was strewn!<br />
And on the bay the moonlight lay,<br />
And the shadow of the moon.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The rock shone bright, the kirk no less,<br />
That stands above the rock:<br />
The moonlight steeped in silentness<br />
The steady weathercock.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And the bay was white with silent light,<br />
Till rising from the same,<br />
Full many shapes, that shadows were,<br />
In crimson colours came.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">A little distance from the prow<br />
Those crimson shadows were:<br />
I turned my eyes upon the deck--<br />
Oh, Christ! what saw I there!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Each corse lay flat, lifeless and flat,<br />
And, by the holy rood!<br />
A man all light, a seraph-man,<br />
On every corse there stood.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">This seraph band, each waved his hand:<br />
It was a heavenly sight!<br />
They stood as signals to the land,<br />
Each one a lovely light:</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">This seraph-band, each waved his hand,<br />
No voice did they impart--<br />
No voice; but oh! the silence sank<br />
Like music on my heart.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">But soon I heard the dash of oars;<br />
I heard the Pilot's cheer;<br />
My head was turned perforce away,<br />
And I saw a boat appear.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The Pilot, and the Pilot's boy,<br />
I heard them coming fast:<br />
Dear Lord in Heaven! it was a joy<br />
The dead men could not blast.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I saw a third--I heard his voice:<br />
It is the Hermit good!<br />
He singeth loud his godly hymns<br />
That he makes in the wood.<br />
He'll shrieve my soul, he'll wash away<br />
The Albatross's blood.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">This Hermit good lives in that wood<br />
Which slopes down to the sea.<br />
How loudly his sweet voice he rears!<br />
He loves to talk with marineres<br />
That come from a far countree.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">He kneels at morn and noon and eve--<br />
He hath a cushion plump:<br />
It is the moss that wholly hides<br />
The rotted old oak-stump.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The skiff-boat neared: I heard them talk,<br />
"Why this is strange, I trow!<br />
Where are those lights so many and fair,<br />
That signal made but now?"</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">"Strange, by my faith!" the Hermit said--<br />
"And they answered not our cheer!<br />
The planks looked warped! and see those sails,<br />
How thin they are and sere!<br />
I never saw aught like to them,<br />
Unless perchance it were</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">"Brown skeletons of leaves that lag<br />
My forest-brook along;<br />
When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow,<br />
And the owlet whoops to the wolf below,<br />
That eats the she-wolf's young."</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">"Dear Lord! it hath a fiendish look--<br />
(The Pilot made reply)<br />
I am a-feared"--"Push on, push on!"<br />
Said the Hermit cheerily.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The boat came closer to the ship,<br />
But I nor spake nor stirred;<br />
The boat came close beneath the ship,<br />
And straight a sound was heard.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Under the water it rumbled on,<br />
Still louder and more dread:<br />
It reached the ship, it split the bay;<br />
The ship went down like lead.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Stunned by that loud and dreadful sound,<br />
Which sky and ocean smote,<br />
Like one that hath been seven days drowned<br />
My body lay afloat;<br />
But swift as dreams, myself I found<br />
Within the Pilot's boat.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Upon the whirl, where sank the ship,<br />
The boat spun round and round;<br />
And all was still, save that the hill<br />
Was telling of the sound.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I moved my lips--the Pilot shrieked<br />
And fell down in a fit;<br />
The holy Hermit raised his eyes,<br />
And prayed where he did sit.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I took the oars: the Pilot's boy,<br />
Who now doth crazy go,<br />
Laughed loud and long, and all the while<br />
His eyes went to and fro.<br />
"Ha! ha!" quoth he, "full plain I see,<br />
The Devil knows how to row."</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And now, all in my own countree,<br />
I stood on the firm land!<br />
The Hermit stepped forth from the boat,<br />
And scarcely he could stand.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">"O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!"<br />
The Hermit crossed his brow.<br />
"Say quick," quoth he, "I bid thee say--<br />
What manner of man art thou?"</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Forthwith this frame of mine was wrenched<br />
With a woeful agony,<br />
Which forced me to begin my tale;<br />
And then it left me free.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Since then, at an uncertain hour,<br />
That agony returns;<br />
And till my ghastly tale is told,<br />
This heart within me burns.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I pass, like night, from land to land;<br />
I have strange power of speech;<br />
That moment that his face I see,<br />
I know the man that must hear me:<br />
To him my tale I teach.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">What loud uproar bursts from that door!<br />
The wedding-guests are there:<br />
But in the garden-bower the bride<br />
And bride-maids singing are:<br />
And hark the little vesper bell,<br />
Which biddeth me to prayer!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">O Wedding-Guest! this soul hath been<br />
Alone on a wide wide sea:<br />
So lonely 'twas, that God himself<br />
Scarce seemed there to be.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">O sweeter than the marriage-feast,<br />
'Tis sweeter far to me,<br />
To walk together to the kirk<br />
With a goodly company!--</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">To walk together to the kirk,<br />
And all together pray,<br />
While each to his great Father bends,<br />
Old men, and babes, and loving friends,<br />
And youths and maidens gay!</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Farewell, farewell! but this I tell<br />
To thee, thou Wedding-Guest!<br />
He prayeth well, who loveth well<br />
Both man and bird and beast.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">He prayeth best, who loveth best<br />
All things both great and small;<br />
For the dear God who loveth us<br />
He made and loveth all.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The Mariner, whose eye is bright,<br />
Whose beard with age is hoar,<br />
Is gone: and now the Wedding-Guest<br />
Turned from the bridegroom's door.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">He went like one that hath been stunned,<br />
And is of sense forlorn:<br />
A sadder and a wiser man,<br />
He rose the morrow morn.</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Adieu, thou Hill! where early joy</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Spread roses o'er my brow;</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">Where Science seeks each loitering boy</div><div style="text-align: center;">With knowledge to endow.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Adieu, my youthful friends or foes,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Partners of former bliss or woes;</div><div style="text-align: center;">No more through Ida's paths we stray;</div><div style="text-align: center;">Soon must I share the gloomy cell,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Whose ever-slumbering inmates dwell</div><div style="text-align: center;">Unconscious of the day.</div></span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Adieu, ye hoary Regal Fanes,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Ye spires of Granta's vale,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">Where Learning robed in sable reigns.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And Melancholy pale.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ye comrades of the jovial hour,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ye tenants of the classic bower,</div><div style="text-align: center;">On Cama's verdant margin plac'd,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Adieu! while memory still is mine,</div><div style="text-align: center;">For offerings on Oblivion's shrine,</div><div style="text-align: center;">These scenes must be effac'd.</div></span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Adieu, ye mountains of the clime</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Where grew my youthful years;</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">Where Loch na Garr in snows sublime</div><div style="text-align: center;">His giant summit rears.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why did my childhood wander forth</div><div style="text-align: center;">From you, ye regions of the North,</div><div style="text-align: center;">With sons of Pride to roam?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why did I quit my Highland cave,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Marr's dusky heath, and Dee's clear wave,</div><div style="text-align: center;">To seek a Sotheron home?</div></span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hall of my Sires! a long farewell--</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Yet why to thee adieu?</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">Thy vaults will echo back my knell,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thy towers my tomb will view:</div><div style="text-align: center;">The faltering tongue which sung thy fall,</div><div style="text-align: center;">And former glories of thy Hall,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Forgets its wonted simple note--</div><div style="text-align: center;">But yet the Lyre retains the strings,</div><div style="text-align: center;">And sometimes, on AEolian wings,</div><div style="text-align: center;">In dying strains may float.</div></span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Fields, which surround yon rustic cot,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">While yet I linger here,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">Adieu! you are not now forgot,</div><div style="text-align: center;">To retrospection dear.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Streamlet! along whose rippling surge</div><div style="text-align: center;">My youthful limbs were wont to urge,</div><div style="text-align: center;">At noontide heat, their pliant course;</div><div style="text-align: center;">Plunging with ardour from the shore,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thy springs will lave these limbs no more,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Deprived of active force.</div></span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And shall I here forget the scene,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Still nearest to my breast?</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">Rocks rise and rivers roll between</div><div style="text-align: center;">The spot which passion blest;</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yet Mary, all thy beauties seem</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fresh as in Love's bewitching dream,</div><div style="text-align: center;">To me in smiles display'd;</div><div style="text-align: center;">Till slow disease resigns his prey</div><div style="text-align: center;">To Death, the parent of decay,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thine image cannot fade.</div></span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And thou, my Friend! whose gentle love</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Yet thrills my bosom's chords,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">How much thy friendship was above</div><div style="text-align: center;">Description's power of words!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Still near my breast thy gift I wear</div><div style="text-align: center;">Which sparkled once with Feeling's tear,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Of Love the pure, the sacred gem:</div><div style="text-align: center;">Our souls were equal, and our lot</div><div style="text-align: center;">In that dear moment quite forgot;</div><div style="text-align: center;">Let Pride alone condemn!</div></span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">All, all is dark and cheerless now!</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">No smile of Love's deceit</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">Can warm my veins with wonted glow,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Can bid Life's pulses beat:</div><div style="text-align: center;">Not e'en the hope of future fame</div><div style="text-align: center;">Can wake my faint, exhausted frame,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Or crown with fancied wreaths my head.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mine is a short inglorious race,--</div><div style="text-align: center;">To humble in the dust my face,</div><div style="text-align: center;">And mingle with the dead.</div></span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Oh Fame! thou goddess of my heart;</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">On him who gains thy praise,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">Pointless must fall the Spectre's dart,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Consumed in Glory's blaze;</div><div style="text-align: center;">But me she beckons from the earth,</div><div style="text-align: center;">My name obscure, unmark'd my birth,</div><div style="text-align: center;">My life a short and vulgar dream:</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lost in the dull, ignoble crowd,</div><div style="text-align: center;">My hopes recline within a shroud,</div><div style="text-align: center;">My fate is Lethe's stream.</div></span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When I repose beneath the sod,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Unheeded in the clay,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">Where once my playful footsteps trod,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Where now my head must lay,</div><div style="text-align: center;">The meed of Pity will be shed</div><div style="text-align: center;">In dew-drops o'er my narrow bed,</div><div style="text-align: center;">By nightly skies, and storms alone;</div><div style="text-align: center;">No mortal eye will deign to steep</div><div style="text-align: center;">With tears the dark sepulchral deep</div><div style="text-align: center;">Which hides a name unknown.</div></span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Forget this world, my restless sprite,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Turn, turn thy thoughts to Heaven:</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">There must thou soon direct thy flight,</div><div style="text-align: center;">If errors are forgiven.</div><div style="text-align: center;">To bigots and to sects unknown,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bow down beneath the Almighty's Throne;</div><div style="text-align: center;">To Him address thy trembling prayer:</div><div style="text-align: center;">He, who is merciful and just,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Will not reject a child of dust,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Although His meanest care.</div></span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Father of Light! to Thee I call;</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">My soul is dark within:</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">Thou who canst mark the sparrow's fall,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Avert the death of sin.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thou, who canst guide the wandering star</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who calm'st the elemental war,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Whose mantle is yon boundless sky,</div><div style="text-align: center;">My thoughts, my words, my crimes forgive;</div><div style="text-align: center;">And, since I soon must cease to live,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Instruct me how to die.</div></span></span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I am any man's suitor,</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">If any will be my tutor:</span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Some say this life is pleasant,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Some think it speedeth fast:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">In time there is no present,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">In eternity no future,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">In eternity no past.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">We laugh, we cry, we are born, we die,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Who will riddle me the _how_ and the _why_?</span></span></div></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px;"><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The bulrush nods unto his brother</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The wheatears whisper to each other:</span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What is it they say? What do they there?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Why two and two make four? Why round is not square?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Why the rocks stand still, and the light clouds fly?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Why the heavy oak groans, and the white willows sigh?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Why deep is not high, and high is not deep?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Whether we wake or whether we sleep?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Whether we sleep or whether we die?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">How you are you? Why I am I?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Who will riddle me the _how_ and the _why_?</span></span></div></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px;"><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The world is somewhat; it goes on somehow;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">But what is the meaning of _then_ and _now_!</span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I feel there is something; but how and what?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I know there is somewhat; but what and why!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I cannot tell if that somewhat be I.</span></span></div></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px;"><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The little bird pipeth 'why! why!'</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">In the summerwoods when the sun falls low,</span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And the great bird sits on the opposite bough,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And stares in his face and shouts 'how? how?'</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And the black owl scuds down the mellow twilight,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And chaunts 'how? how?' the whole of the night.</span></span></div></span></div><div style="color: #222222; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Why the life goes when the blood is spilt?</span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What the life is? where the soul may lie?</span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Why a church is with a steeple built;</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And a house with a chimney-pot?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Who will riddle me the how and the what?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Who will riddle me the what and the why?</span></span></div></span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">This painting by Leonardo da Vinci was stolen on 21st August, 1911.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">It was again returned to Louvre museum, Paris back on 30th December, 1913.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The robbers were caught while making dealings with buyers.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Thirteen works by Vermeer, Rembrant and Manet were stolen from the museum. Many of the works have not been retrieved. The frames of those paintings still hang empty as a reminder of the theft. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The theft took place on 18th March, 1990. Above is the painting by Rembrant.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;">Two thieves broke in through the roof of the museum in Amsterdam and stole two paintings by Van Gough. Dutch police convicted two men in December 2003, but did not recover the paintings. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div>Thieves managed to evade CCTV cameras, alarms and 24-hour patrols to snatch the paintings (including above by Picasso). They were found the next day rolled into a tube that had been stuffed behind a public toilet. A note was attached claiming the motive was to highlight poor security in the gallery. </div><div>The theft took place in April 2003.</div><div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Two men joined a public tour of the Duke of Buccleuch's home before overpowering a guide and snatching the painting. The painting was recovered on Oct. 4, 2007, when police raided the premises of Glasgow law firm Boyds. No one has been charged with its theft. </div><div style="text-align: center;">The theft took place in August 2003.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Two paintings including "The scream" were stolen by three men in a daylight raid. The paintings were recovered nearly two years later. In February 1994, four men stole another version of the famous painting. It was recovered on May 7, 1994. The theft took place in August 2004.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Two Picasso paintings and a drawing were stolen from home of the artist's granddaughter in an overnight robbery. Police later recovered the art when the thieves tried to sell it. </div><div style="text-align: center;">The theft took place in February 2007.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> A painting by Pablo Picasso valued, along with one by Brazilian artist Candido Portinari valued at $5 million to $6 million, were stolen by three burglars using a crowbar and a car jack. The paintings were later found. </div><div style="text-align: center;">The theft took place in December 2007.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">A lone thief stole five paintings in a brazen overnight heist, including the above by Picasso.</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is a recent theft which occurred on 10th May, 2010.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div>wasifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10317480808233063394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5719949454764265360.post-50498572720531981712010-10-08T23:42:00.000-07:002010-10-08T23:42:37.629-07:00' World's most recognised painting '<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTZtMisinTkBMY7uT0QqJUzH2_jbklSzYvlqzdTAQAJ85EkEuDLV24CoADviULATKGkkmGpFTmSWu-usLNcsb8cIAoCPm2kxrxPjrMiAm9Sq4-9PpdVJQq2_tqmlCBlOM3LLd4VmKXaMbB/s1600/401px-Mona_Lisa.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTZtMisinTkBMY7uT0QqJUzH2_jbklSzYvlqzdTAQAJ85EkEuDLV24CoADviULATKGkkmGpFTmSWu-usLNcsb8cIAoCPm2kxrxPjrMiAm9Sq4-9PpdVJQq2_tqmlCBlOM3LLd4VmKXaMbB/s320/401px-Mona_Lisa.jpeg" width="214" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;">Mona Lisa or La Gioconda</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;">This painting by Leonardo da Vinci is by far the most recognised painting in the world.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;">In the present era it is arguably the most famous painting in the world. Its fame rests, in particular, on the elusive smile on the woman's face, its mysterious quality brought about perhaps by the fact that the artist has subtly shadowed the corners of the mouth and eyes so that the exact nature of the smile cannot be determined. The shadowy quality for which the work is renowned came to be called "sfumato" or Leonardo's smoke. Vasari, who is generally thought to have known the painting only by repute, said that "the smile was so pleasing that it seemed divine rather than human; and those who saw it were amazed to find that it was as alive as the original.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">Les Demoiselles d'Avignon</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">Nude, Green leaves and Bust</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">The Guitar</div><div align="center"><br />
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I am tired.<br />
I am tired of speech and of action.<br />
If you should meet me upon the<br />
street do not question me for<br />
I can tell you only my name<br />
and the name of the town I was<br />
born in–but that is enough.<br />
It does not matter whether tomorrow<br />
arrives anymore. If there is<br />
only this night and after it is<br />
morning it will not matter now.<br />
I am tired. I am tired of speech<br />
and of action. In the heart of me<br />
you will find a tiny handful of<br />
dust. Take it and blow it out<br />
upon the wind. Let the wind have<br />
it and it will find its way home.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div>wasifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10317480808233063394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5719949454764265360.post-40996690550850048092010-10-08T14:05:00.000-07:002010-10-08T14:05:39.159-07:00'Nobel prize,Literature 2010'<div align="center"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;">The Swedish Academy have announced Mario Vargas Llosa as the Nobel laureate in Literature for 2010.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;"> "One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,<br />
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them "</span></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;"> This is the famous inscriptions engraved on the epic ring created by J.R.R. Tolkien in his book, "The Lord of the Rings"</span></div><div align="center"><br />
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<div align="center">'Neela' (eng: Blue) can be said to have derived its essence as the title of the above Audio Visual in context of the english phrase, 'to beat black and blue', where the 'blue' represents the aftermarks of the harsh beating, and in this case the aftermath of a traumatic past.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">The story revolves around a girl (the girl is probably Delhi born and has a boyfriend), who is shown to have a procastinated approach toward life, meaning which she tends to accumilate her happiness for a time in the near future and does not in any way would like to cash it for the present day.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">This is a 3minute AV, showing in broader spectrum of how lives can tend to take a different turn if our past keeps on haunting our present and the directors compel us to think, 'Kya yeh Chahana hai ?'</div><div style="text-align: left;">A good take on the concept. </div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Walking astray,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I stroll my path- my way.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The amber that hangs over my head-</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its the sheet I'd lead.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Crying, I still follow.</div><div style="text-align: center;">My steps- hollow.</div><div style="text-align: center;">My lips- dry.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Devil's sly,</div><div style="text-align: center;">watch my back as I go</div><div style="text-align: center;">over the unforeseen,</div><div style="text-align: center;">ever so slow.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I stumble over the stones to kiss;</div><div style="text-align: center;">like a dead man's last wish.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yet, like the unlike,</div><div style="text-align: center;">perhaps this time through-</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wish to crossover too.</div><div style="text-align: center;">In a timeless binding,</div><div style="text-align: center;">In an endless hope,</div><div style="text-align: center;">In an anticipation</div><div style="text-align: center;">of renew and growth.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am dead as I could be;</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am alive as I should be.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I sense nothing, but see;</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wish nothing, but plead,</div><div style="text-align: center;">while walking astray,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I stroll my path- my way.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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George Orwell was born Eric Hugh Blair.</span></span><br />
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Lee.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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The Merchant of Venice.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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A Boy's Will.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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Measure for Measure.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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Down and Out in Paris and London.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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He won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.</span></span><br />
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I liked this book, but since my read had followed 'The Kite runner' by the same author, the connection and the broader plot was almost the same highlighting the problems in Afghanistan.<br />
But I would have to admit that 'The kite runner' was a greater delight to read than his later published book; specially the phrase, ' for you a thousand times over'.<br />
Pure awesome.<br />
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<u>Presently hands on</u>: ' 1984 ' by George Orwell.<br />
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