IV.

"I fear thee, ancient Mariner!

I fear thy skinny hand!

And thou art long, and lank, and brown,

As is the ribb'd sea-sand.

"I fear thee and thy glittering eye,

And thy skinny hand, so brown."—

"Fear not, fear not, thou wedding-guest!

This body dropt not down.

"Alone, alone, all, all alone,

Alone on a wide, wide sea!

And never a saint took pity on

My soul in agony.

"The many men, so beautiful!

And they all dead did lie:

And a thousand thousand slimy things

Lived on, and so did I.

"I look'd upon the rotting sea,

And drew my eyes away;

I look'd upon the rotting deck,

And there the dead men lay.

"I look'd to Heaven, and tried to pray;

But or ever a prayer had gusht,

A wicked whisper came, and made

My heart as dry as dust.

"I closed my lids, and kept them close,

And the balls like pulses beat;

For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky,

Lay like a load on my weary eye,

And the dead were at my feet.

"The cold sweat melted from their limbs,

Nor rot nor reek did they:

The look with which they look'd on me

Had never pass'd away.

"An orphan's curse would drag to hell

A spirit from on high;

But oh! more horrible than that

Is the curse in a dead man's eye!

Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse,

And yet I could not die.

"The moving moon went up the sky

And nowhere did abide;

Softly she was going up,

And a star or two beside—

"Her beams bemock'd the sultry main,

Like April hoar-frost spread;

But where the ship's huge shadow lay,

The charmed water burnt alway

A still and awful red.

"Beyond the shadow of the ship,

I watch'd the water-snakes;

They moved in tracks of shining white,

And when they rear'd, the elfish light

Fell off in hoary flakes.

"Within the shadow of the ship

I watch'd their rich attire:

Blue, glossy green, and velvet black,

They coil'd and swam, and every track

Was a flash of golden fire.

"O happy living things! no tongue

Their beauty might declare:

A spring of love gush'd from my heart,

And I blessed them unaware!

Sure my kind saint took pity on me,

And I blessed them unaware.

"The selfsame moment I could pray,

And from my neck so free

The Albatross fell off, and sank

Like lead into the sea."