THE RIME OF THE ANCYENT MARINERE-6

类别:文学名著 作者:威廉·华兹华斯塞缪尔·泰勒·柯尔 本章:THE RIME OF THE ANCYENT MARINERE-6

    VI.

    FIRSt VOICE.

    quot;But tell me, tell me! speak again,

    quot;t response renewing--

    quot; makes t s?

    quot; is t;

    SECOND VOICE.

    quot;Still as a Slave before his Lord,

    quot;t:

    quot; brig silently

    quot;Up to t--

    quot;If o go,

    quot;For sh or grim.

    quot;See, brother, see! how graciously

    quot;S;

    FIRSt VOICE.

    quot;But w s

    quot;iten ;

    SECOND VOICE.

    quot;t away before,

    quot;And closes from behind.

    quot;Fly, brother, ?y! more high, more high,

    quot;Or we sed:

    quot;For slo ship will go,

    quot;rance is abated.quot;

    I woke, and we were sailing on

    As in a gentle her:

    the moon was high;

    tood together.

    All stood togethe deck,

    For a cter:

    All ?xd on me tony eyes

    t in tter.

    they died,

    had never passd away:

    I could not draheirs

    Ne turn to pray.

    And in its time t,

    And I could move my een:

    I lookd far-fort little saw

    Of  else be seen.

    Like one, t on a lonely road

    Doth walk in fear and dread,

    And urnd round, walks on

    And turns no more his head:

    Because ful ?end

    Dotread.

    But soon thd a wind on me,

    Ne sound ne motion made:

    Its pat upon the sea

    In ripple or in shade.

    It raisd my  fannd my cheek,

    Like a meadow-gale of spring--

    It mingled strangely h my fears,

    Yet it felt like a welcoming.

    Sly, sly ?ehe ship,

    Yet sly too:

    Sly, sly blehe breeze--

    On me alone it blew.

    O dream of joy! is this indeed

    t-op I see?

    Is the Kirk?

    Is tree?

    e drifted oer the harbour-bar,

    And I h sobs did pray--

    quot;O let me be awake, my God!

    quot;Or let me sleep al;

    the harbour-bay was clear as glass,

    So smoot rewn!

    And on t lay,

    And the moon.

    t bay was we all oer,

    till rising from the same,

    Full many s shadows were,

    Like as of torches came.

    A little distance from the prow

    those dark-red shadows were;

    But soon I sa my own ?esh

    as red as in a glare.

    I turnd my head in fear and dread,

    And by the holy rood,

    the bodies had advancd, and now

    Before t tood.

    ted up tiff right arms,

    trait and tight;

    And eac-arm burnt like a torch,

    A torcs borne upright.

    tony eye-balls glitterd on

    In t.

    I prayd and turnd my head away

    Forth looking as before.

    the bay,

    No  the shore.

    t, the kirk no less

    t stands above the rock:

    t steepd in silentness

    teady hercock.

    And te  light,

    till rising from the same

    Full many s shadows were,

    In crimson colours came.

    A little distance from the prow

    those crimson shadows were:

    I turnd my eyes upon the deck--

    O C! here?

    Eac, lifeless and ?at;

    And by the holy rood

    A man all light, a seraph-man,

    On every corse tood.

    this seraph-band, each wavd his hand:

    It was a :

    tood as signals to the land,

    Eac:

    this seraph-band, each wavd his hand,

    No voice did t--

    No voice; but O! the silence sank,

    Like music on my .

    Eftsones I he dash of oars,

    I s cheer:

    My urnd perforce away

    And I sa appear.

    ts;

    the bodies rose anew:

    it pace, eaco his place,

    Came back tly crew.

    t sion made,

    On me alone it blew.

    t, and ts boy

    I :

    Dear Lord in  was a joy,

    t blast.

    I sahird--I heard his voice:

    It is t good!

    h loud his godly hymns

    t he wood.

    hell shrieve my soul, hell wash away

    trosss blood.


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