正文 THE RIME OF THE ANCYENT MARINERE-3

III.

I saw a something in the Sky

No bigger than my ?st;

At ?rst it seemd a little speck

And then it seemd a mist:

It movd and movd, and took at last

A certain shape, I wist.

A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist!

And still it nerd and nerd;

And, an it dodgd a water-sprite,

It plungd and tackd and veerd.

With throat unslackd, with black lips bakd

Ne could we laugh, ne wail:

Then while thro drouth all dumb they stood

I bit my arm and suckd the blood

And cryd, A sail! a sail!

With throat unslackd, with black lips bakd

Agape they heard me call:

Gramercy! they for joy did grin

And all at oheir breath drew in

As they were drinking all.

She doth not tack from side to side--

Hither to work us weal

Withouten wind, withouten tide

She steddies with upright keel.

The western wave was all a ?ame,

The day was well nigh done!

Almost upon the western wave

Rested the broad bright Sun;

When that strange shape drove suddenly

Betwixt us and the Sun.

And strait the Sun was ?eck……（内容加载失败！）

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