The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

The Mariner, whose eye is bright, Whose beard with age is hoar, Is gone: and now the Wedding-Guest Turned from the bridegroom's door. He went like one that hath been stunned, And is of sense forlorn: A sadder and a wiser man, He rose the morrow morn.
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Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.

Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.

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I.  It is an ancient Mariner,  And he stoppeth one of three.  'By thy long grey beard and glittering eye,  Now wherefore stopp'st thou me?     The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide,  And I am next of kin;  The guests are met, the feast is set:  May'st hear the merry din.'

I. It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.'

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The Mariner, whose eye is bright,                     Whose beard with age is hoar,                          Is gone: and now the wedding-Guest               Turned from the bridegroom's door.                                                                  He went like one that hath been stunned,  And is of sense forlorn:  A sadder and a wiser man,  He rose the morrow morn.

The Mariner, whose eye is bright, Whose beard with age is hoar, Is gone: and now the wedding-Guest Turned from the bridegroom's door. He went like one that hath been stunned, And is of sense forlorn: A sadder and a wiser man, He rose the morrow morn.

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