正文 THE RIME OF THE ANCYENT MARINERE-5

V.

O sleep, it is a gehing

Belovd from pole to pole!

To Mary-queen the praise be yeven

She sent the gentle sleep from heaven

That slid into my soul.

The silly buckets on the deck

That had so long remaind,

I dreamt that they were ?lld with dew

And when I awoke it raind.

My lips were wet, my throat was cold,

My garments all were dank;

Sure I had drunken in my dreams

And still my body drank.

I movd and could not feel my limbs,

I was so light, almost

I thought that I had died in sleep,

And was a blessed Ghost.

The r wind! it roard far off,

It did not e anear;

But with its sound it shook the sails

That were so thin and sere.

The upper air bursts into life,

And a hundred ?re-?ags sheen

To and fro they are hurried about;

And to and fro, and in and out

The stars dan between.

The ing wind doth roar more loud;

The sails do sigh, like sedge:

The rain pours down from one black cloud

And the Moon is at its edge.

Hark! hark! the thick black cloud is cleft,

And the Mo……(内容加载失败!)

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