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And a good south wind sprung up behind;
The Albatross did follow,
And every day, for food or play,
Came to the mariners’ hollo!
In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud,
It perched for vespers nine;
Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white,
Glimmered the white Moon-shine.
“God save thee, ancient Mariner!
From the fiends, that plague thee thus!—
Why look’st thou so?”—With my cross-bow
I shot the ALBATROSS.
Illustration by Gustave Doré, from The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge (21 October 1772 – 25 July 1834)
The genius illustrator was born today in 1832