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The Ice was here, the Ice was there,

The Ice was all around:

It crack'd and growl'd, and roar'd and howl'd—

Like noises of a swound.

At length did cross an Albatross,
Thorough the Fog it came;

And ar it were a Christian Soul,

We hail'd it in God's name.

The Marineres gave it biscuit-worms,
And round and round it flew :
The Ice did split with a Thunder-fit.;
The Helmsman steer'd us thro'.

And a good south wind sprung up behind,
The Albatross did follow;

And every day for food or play

Came to the Marinere's hollo!

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In mist or cloud on mast or shroud

It perch'd for vespers nine,

Whiles all the night thro' fog smoke-white
Glimmer'a the white moon-shine.

"God save thee, ancyent Marinere!

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"From the fiends that plague thee thus

Why look'st thou so?"-with my cross bow
I shot the Albatross.

II.

The Sun came up upon the right,
Out of the Sea came he;

And broad as a weft upon the left

Went down into the Sea.

And the good south wind still blew behind,

But no sweet Bird did follow

Ne any day for food or play

Came to the Marinere's hollo!

And I had done an hellish thing

And it would work 'em woe;
For all averr'd, I had kill'd the Bird

That made the Breeze to blow.

Ne dim ne red, like God's own head,

The glorious Sun uprist:

Then all averr'd, I had kill'd the Bird
That brought the fog and mist.
'Twas right, said they, such birds to slay
That bring the fog and mist.

The breezes blew, the white foam flew,

The furrow follow'd free:

We were the first that ever burst

Into that silent Sea.

Down dropt the breeze, the Sails dropt down,

"Twas sad as sad could be

And we did speak only to break

The silence of the Sea.

All in a hot and copper sky

The bloody sun at noon,
Right up above the mast did stand,
No bigger than the moon.

Day after day, day after day,

We stuck, ne breath ne motion,

As idle as a painted Ship

Upon a painted Ocean.

Water, water, every w here

And all the boards did shrink;

Water, water, every where,

Ne any drop to drink.

The very deeps did rot: O Chrift!

That ever this should be!

Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs

Upon the slimy Sea.

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