Then vanish'd all the lovely lights;[205:A]
The bodies rose anew:
With silent pace, each to his place,
Came back the ghastly crew,
The wind, that shade nor motion made,
On me alone it blew.
L. B. 1798.
Then vanish'd all the lovely lights,
The spirits of the air,
No souls of mortal men were they,
But spirits bright and fair.
MS. Correction by S. T. C. in a copy of L. B. 1798.
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makes] maketh (a pencilled correction in 1828, ? by S. T. C.).
[Part VII]] VII. L. B. 1798, 1800: The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, Part the Seventh S. L. 1829: The Ancient Mariner. Part the Seventh 1828.
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marineres] mariners L. B. 1800.