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ENG3U – EnglishUnit 3 – Lesson 11Unit 3: The Sum of the Parts Does Not Equal theWhole"We are tomorrow's past.”Mary ShelleyWhen Victor Frankenstein sets out to create the perfect man, he chooses the best partsfrom many bodies assuming that if one were to combine only the best elements, thenone must end up with the finest possible end result. As society has learned on manyoccasions, there is a tragic flaw in his reasoning and his best intentions, as in theintentions of all the great creators who are blindsided by human emotion ortechnological malfunction, have catastrophic results.As Mary Shelley says, “we are tomorrow’s past” and we would be wise to remember thisand to learn from the mistakes of our predecessors.Each lesson will take between three and five hours to complete, although someindividuals may take more or less time. For each lesson, there will be material to readand study and assignments to complete and submit to your instructor. Take your time,review the marking criteria before you begin each written assignment, and be sure toedit and revise your work.Many great pieces of literature have elements of the surreal and fantastic that capturethe readers’ interest and compel them to persist in an attempt to find answers to somelarger universal mysteries or to contemplate themes that apply to the everyman in eachof us. This is why they are considered classic works.Expectationsxxxxxxxselect and use specific and relevant evidence from a close reading of texts tosupport interpretations, analyses, and argumentscompare own ideas, values, and perspectives with those expressed or implied ina textanalyse and explain how key elements of the novel and poetic forms influencetheir meaninguse a variety of organizational structures and patterns to produce coherent andeffective written work;revise written work, independently and collaboratively, with a focus on accuracyof information, clear expression, and consistent use of voice;edit and proofread to produce final drafts, using correctly the grammar, usage,spelling, and punctuation conventions of standard Canadian English, asprescribed for this course, with the support of print and electronic resourceswhen appropriateorganize and analyse information, ideas, and sources to suit specific forms andpurposes for writingCopyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 2 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishxUnit 3 – Lesson 11use punctuation correctly and thoughtfully to clarify meaning, to show thegrammatical relationships between words, and to add emphasisGetting started To begin this unit, you are going to continue your study of poetry and verse (briefly) asyou read another of the classic works of literature. The following biographicalinformation is provided to allow you a glimpse into the type of man who writes thefantastical tale of an old seafarer who becomes cursed for eternity because of hisspontaneous and thoughtless act against nature.Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 3 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishUnit 3 – Lesson 11Lesson 11: Separating Dreams from Reality(100 marks)In this lesson you will analyze two final poems by way of introduction to the gothic eraand Frankenstein. You will complete a series of questions and a reflective response toassist in your comprehension and appreciation of the literature. This lesson has threeKey Questions that must be submitted for evaluation.Evaluation Overview:Key standingMarks40 marks30 marks30 marksA Biography of Samuel Taylor Coleridge(1772 - 1834)Samuel Taylor Coleridge was a Romantic poet and critic whoinfluenced many of his contemporaries including Byron, Shelley and Keats. He wasoften regarded as a tragic genius who fulfilled only a fraction of his enormous potentialand who subsequently left many of his projects unfinished. He was known as a brilliant,but opinionated man whose heavy drinking and unhappy love affair led to his enlistmentin the army. His brother managed to get him discharged under an insanity clause. Heacquired the habit of taking opium to relieve his severe rheumatic pains and eventuallybecame addicted to the drug.There was an intense interest in the supernatural world, tea reading and tarot cards atthe time. Coleridge was encouraged to write his narrative poem, “The Rime of theAncient Mariner” by his close friend William Wordsworth. It recounts a nightmare seavoyage and has powerful metaphysical undertones. There have been many insinuationsthat his heavy reliance on the opium accounted for many of the strange ramblings in thepoem. A combination of these factors led to the poem’s great success.The purpose of “the Rime of the Ancient Mariner” is to deliver the message to treat alllife with reverence. Because of the mariner’s thoughtless slaughter of the innocentalbatross, who had been sent as an omen of good, the mariner is condemned to travelthis earth and teach, through his example, his lesson to others. The use of the word“ancient” suggests that he is centuries old and will always travel the world for thispurpose. The mariner is sent specifically to certain people, or to people who have anaura about them that suggests that they need to be reminded that all of God’s creaturesare precious and must be treated with respect.Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 4 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishUnit 3 – Lesson 11Key Question #26 (40 marks)Read “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner” and complete the questions that follow.The Rime of the Ancient MarinerSamuel Taylor ColeridgeThis is an annotated version of Coleridge’s narrative poem. The italicized sectionsbetween the verses provide additional explanation of what is happening in the story.The poem is divided into seven sections. The central characters are:¾ The Ancient Mariner (a sailor-storyteller)¾ The Wedding Guest (a listener)¾ The Ship's Crew (the men who die and for whom the mariner must carry outpenance¾ The Allbatross (a symbolic representation of God's creatures and of Man's guilt)¾ The Hermit (a rescuer representing God)The mariner’s journey can be divided into six portions:¾¾¾¾¾¾Sin or Guilty actCommunal ResponsibilitySelection of a ScapegoatConsequences of Moral GuiltRetributionPartial restitutionPART ONEColeridge introduces his tale by describing an old grey-headedsailor who approaches three young men headed for a weddingcelebration and compels one of them, the groom's next-of-kin, tohear his story.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.'Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 5 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishUnit 3 – Lesson 11At first his intrusion is resented, but the story is remarkable indeed, and thelistener - who, of course, represents you, the reader - soon falls captive to thebuilding suspense, responding at first with fear and then with horror as the taleunfolds.He holds him with his skinny hand,'There was a ship,' quoth he.'Hold off! unhand me, grey-beard loon!'Eftsoons his hand dropt he.10He holds him with his glittering eye-The Wedding-Guest stood still,And listens like a three years' child:The Mariner hath his will.The Wedding-Guest sat on a stone,He cannot choose but hear;And thus spake on that ancient man,The bright-eyed Mariner.20There was little apprehension among the ship's crew as they sailed clear of theharbour, bound for the open sea. The ship sailed southward with a good wind andfair weather until it reached the equator.'The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared,Merrily did we dropBelow the kirk, below the hill,Below the lighthouse top.The Sun came up upon the left,Out of the sea came he!And he shone bright, and on the rightWent down into the sea.Higher and higher every day,Till over the mast at noon--'The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast,For he heard the loud bassoon.30The wedding guest is reminded that the wedding is carrying on without him.The bride hath paced into the hall,Red as a rose is she;Nodding their heads before her goesThe merry minstrelsy.The Wedding-Guest he beat his breast,Yet he cannot choose but hear;Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 6 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishAnd thus spake on that ancient man,The bright-eyed Mariner.Unit 3 – Lesson 1140The wedding guest’s attention is again on the Mariner as he returns to his story.After several days out, a storm arose and the vessel was driven before the windin a constant southerly direction, headed toward the South Pole.And now the Storm-blast came, and heWas tyrannous and strong:He struck with his o'ertaking wings,And chased us south along.With sloping masts and dipping prow,As who pursued with yell and blowStill treads the shadow of his foe,And forward bends his head,The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast,And southward aye we fled.50As it entered the "land of ice, and of fearful sounds, where no living thing was tobe seen," a feeling of foreboding came over the helpless inmates; and so it waswith great relief that the crew eventually greeted the sight of an albatross - a hugeseabird - flying through the fog toward them.And now there came both mist and snow,And it grew wondrous cold:And ice, mast-high, came floating by,As green as emerald.And through the drifts the snowy cliftsDid send a dismal sheen:Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken-The ice was all between.The ice was here, the ice was there,The ice was all around:It cracked and growled, and roared and howled,Like noises in a swound!60At length did cross an Albatross,Thorough the fog it came;As if it had been a Christian soul,We hailed it in God's name.Everyone took this as a good omen, and the bird followed the ship faithfully as itreturned northward. Then, one day, weary of the bird's incessant and nowunnerving presence, the Mariner shot the albatross with his crossbow - andbrought the curse down upon them all.Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 7 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishIt ate the food it ne'er had eat,And round and round it flew.The ice did split with a thunder-fit;The helmsman steered us through!Unit 3 – Lesson 1170And 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-bowI shot the Albatross.'80PART TWOThe south wind continued to propel them northward, butsomehow the old sailor realized he had done "a hellish thing";retribution would soon follow, in the form of loneliness andspiritual anguish, like that of Adam when he fell from God's grace.THE Sun now rose upon the right:Out of the sea came he,Still hid in mist, and on the leftWent down into the sea.And the good south wind still blew behind,But no sweet bird did follow,Nor any day for food or playCame to the mariners' hollo!90And I had done a hellish thing,And it would work 'em woe:For all averred, I had killed the birdThat made the breeze to blow.Ah wretch! said they, the bird to slay,That made the breeze to blow!The crew at first berated their mate for killing the bird that had brought thechange in the breeze. But as the ship made its way out of the fog and mist andcontinued on, they decided it must be the bird that had brought the mist and that,perhaps, their shipmate had rightfully killed it after all.Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 8 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishNor dim nor red like God's own head,The glorious Sun uprist:Then all averred, I had killed the birdThat brought the fog and mist.'Twas right, said they, such birds to slay,That bring the fog and mist.Unit 3 – Lesson 11100The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,The furrow followed free;We were the first that ever burstInto that silent sea.The vessel sailed on northward until it reached the equator, where the breezeceased and the craft became still. After days without a breath of wind, it wasdecided by all that an avenging spirit had followed them from the land of mist andsnow, leaving them surrounded only by foul water. Time lost all meaning. The lipsof the men baked and their eyes glazed over for want of water. With theunabsolved curse thus restored, the thirsting crew angrily hung the deadalbatross around the Mariner's neck, as a symbol of his guilt.Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down,'Twas sad as sad could be;And we did speak only to breakThe silence of the sea!110All in a hot and copper sky,The bloody Sun, at noon,Right up above the mast did stand,No bigger than the Moon.Day after day, day after day,We stuck, nor breath nor motion;As idle as a painted shipUpon a painted ocean.Water, water, every where,And all the boards did shrink;Water, water, every where,Nor any drop to drink.120The very deep did rot: O Christ!That ever this should be!Yea, slimy things did crawl with legsUpon the slimy sea.About, about, in reel and routThe death-fires danced at night;The water, like a witch's oils,Burnt green, and blue and white.Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing Education130Page 9 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishUnit 3 – Lesson 11And some in dreams assur'ed wereOf the Spirit that plagued us so;Nine fathom deep he had followed usFrom the land of mist and snow.And every tongue, through utter drought,Was withered at the root;We could not speak, no more than ifWe had been choked with soot.Ah! well a-day! what evil looksHad I from old and young!Instead of the cross, the AlbatrossAbout my neck was hung.140PART THREEThen the old sailor saw a speck on the horizon, which, as it waftedtowards them, became a sail. The men waited in silent dread. Thiscould be no earthly ship - it moved along the water without theslightest breeze.THERE passed a weary time. Each throatWas parched, and glazed each eye.A weary time! a weary time!How glazed each weary eye,When looking westward, I beheldA something in the sky.At first it seemed a little speck,And then it seemed a mist;It moved and moved, and took at lastA certain shape, I wist.150A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist!And still it neared and neared:As if it dodged a water-sprite,It plunged and tacked and veered.With throats unslaked, with black lips baked,We could nor laugh nor wail;Through utter drought all dumb we stood!I bit my arm, I sucked the blood,And cried, A sail! a sail!160With throats unslaked, with black lips baked,Agape they heard me call:Gramercy! they for joy did grinCopyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 10 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishUnit 3 – Lesson 11And all at once their breath drew in,As they were drinking all.See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more!Hither to work us weal;Without a breeze, without a tide,She steadies with upright keel!170The western wave was all a-flame.The day was well nigh done!Almost upon the western waveRested the broad bright Sun;When that strange shape drove suddenlyBetwixt us and the Sun.Wide-eyed and trembling, the crew looked on as this skeleton ship camealongside their own. On its deck the Mariner saw two specters: a Woman, (Life-inDeath) and her mate (Death himself). They were casting dice to see which of themwould take control of the drifting ship. Death won the entire ship's crew - all butthe Ancient Mariner, who was won by the Woman; he alone would live on, to dopenance for his sin against Nature.And straight the Sun was flecked with bars,(Heaven's Mother send us grace!)As if through a dungeon-grate he peeredWith broad and burning face.180Alas! (thought I, and my heart beat loud)How fast she nears and nears!Are those her sails that glance in the Sun,Like restless gossameres?Are those her ribs through which the SunDid peer, as through a grate?And is that Woman all her crew?Is that a DEATH? and are there two?Is DEATH that woman's mate?Her lips were red, her looks were free,Her locks were yellow as gold:Her skin was as white as leprosy,The Night-mare Life-in-Death was she,Who thicks man's blood with cold.190The naked hulk alongside came,And the twain were casting dice;'The game is done! I've won! I've won!'Quoth she, and whistles thrice.Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 11 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishUnit 3 – Lesson 11There followed a ghastly scene as the sun dropped into the sea and night cameover the silent waters. One by one the two hundred men on board turned towardthe Mariner, denounced him with a soulful stare - for they could not speak - anddropped dead upon the deck. As their souls flew from their bodies and sped pastthe old seaman, the sound was "like the whizz of (his) crossbow" when he shotthe albatross.The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out:At one stride comes the dark;With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea,Off shot the spectre-bark.We listened and looked sideways up!Fear at my heart, as at a cup,My life-blood seemed to sip!The stars were dim, and thick the night,The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white;From the sails the dew did drip-Till clomb above the eastern barThe horn'ed Moon, with one bright starWithin the nether tip.200210One after one, by the star-dogged Moon,Too quick for groan or sigh,Each turned his face with a ghastly pang,And cursed me with his eye.Four times fifty living men,(And I heard nor sigh nor groan)With heavy thump, a lifeless lump,They dropped down one by one.The souls did from their bodies fly,-They fled to bliss or woe!And every soul, it passed me by,Like the whizz of my cross-bow!Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing Education220Page 12 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishUnit 3 – Lesson 11PART FOURThe Wedding Guest by this time is terrified of the Ancient Mariner,who he thinks must be a ghost; but assuring him he is indeedmortal, the old man proceeds with his story.'I FEAR thee, ancient Mariner!I fear thy skinny hand!And thou art long, and lank, and brown,As is the ribbed sea-sand.I fear thee and thy glittering eye,And thy skinny hand, so brown.'-Fear not, fear not, thou Wedding-Guest!230This body dropt not down.The Ancient Mariner was by now in agony, as he looked upon all those whomDeath had taken:Alone, alone, all, all alone,Alone on a wide wide sea!And never a saint took pity onMy soul in agony.The Mariner's heartsick and acknowledged disgust for non-human life, showedthat he had not yet learned his lesson nor completed the penance that Life-inDeath had prepared for him.The many men, so beautiful!And they all dead did lie:And a thousand thousand slimy thingsLived on; and so did I.I looked upon the rotting sea,And drew my eyes awayI looked upon the rotting deck,And there the dead men lay240I looked to Heaven, and tried to pray;But or ever a prayer had gusht,A wicked whisper came, and madeMy heart as dry as dust.I closed my lids, and kept them close,And the balls like pulses beat;For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the skyLay like a load on my weary eye,And the dead were at my feet.Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing Education250Page 13 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishUnit 3 – Lesson 11The cold sweat melted from their limbs,Nor rot nor reek did they:The look with which they looked on meHad never passed away.For seven days and seven nights, the wretched survivor was forced to confrontthe open, accusing eyes of his dead shipmates.An orphan's curse would drag to hellA spirit from on high;But oh! more horrible than thatIs the curse in a dead man's eye!Seven days, seven nights saw that curse,And yet I could not die.260The moving Moon went up the sky,And no where did abide:Softly she was going up,And a star or two beside-Her beams bemocked the sultry main,Like April hoar-frost spread;But where the ship's huge shadow lay,The charm'ed water burnt alwayA still and awful red.270Finally, suspended in utter loneliness, the horrified sailor stood watching outover the moonlit water. Sea snakes darted and swam nearby. He was startled tobehold their beauty, and at once felt a rush of love for these creatures, blessingthem as the only other living things in his damnable world. "O happy livingthings!", he cried. And with those few words, the spell was broken. The AncientMariner could pray at last, and the albatross fell from his neck and sank "like leadinto the sea."Beyond the shadow of the ship,I watched the water-snakes:They moved in tracks of shining whiteAnd when they reared, the elfish lightFell off in hoary flakes.Within the shadow of the shipI watched their rich attire:Blue, glossy green, and velvet black,Then coiled and swam; and every trackWas a flash of golden fire.280O happy living things! no tongueTheir beauty might declare:A spring of love gushed from my heart,Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 14 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishUnit 3 – Lesson 11And I blessed them unaware:Sure my kind saint took pity on me,And I blessed them unaware.The self-same moment I could pray;And from my neck so freeThe Albatross fell off, and sankLike lead into the sea.290PART FIVEWith welcome release he fell into a deep sleep. When he awakened later, it wasraining - and his body drank in the moisture.OH sleep! it is a gentle thing,Beloved from pole to pole!To Mary Queen the praise be given!She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven,That slid into my soul.The silly buckets on the deck,That had so long remained,I dreamt that they were filled with dew;And when I awoke, it rained.300My 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 moved, and could not feel my limbs:I was so light--almostI thought that I had died in sleep,And was a bless'ed ghost.Now gazing into the heavens, the seaman witnessed strange, never-before-seensights. And stranger still, on the bloody deck of the ship, the bodies of his deadcompanions arose and went mutely about their mundane tasks of sailing, nolonger transfixing him with their dead stares.And soon I heard a roaring wind:It did not come anear;But with its sound it shook the sails,That were so thin and sere.310The upper air burst into life!And a hundred fire-flags sheen,To and fro they were hurried about!Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 15 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishUnit 3 – Lesson 11And to and fro, and in and out,The wan stars danced between.And the coming wind did roar more loud,And the sails did sigh like sedge;And the rain poured down from one black cloud;The Moon was at its edge.320The thick black cloud was cleft, and stillThe Moon was at its side:Like waters shot from some high crag,The lightning fell with never a jag,A river steep and wide.The loud wind never reached the ship,Yet now the ship moved on!Beneath the lightning and the MoonThe dead men gave a groan.330They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose,Nor spake, nor moved their eyes;It had been strange, even in a dream,To have seen those dead men rise.The helmsman steered, the ship moved on;Yet never a breeze up-blew;The mariners all 'gan work the ropes,Where they were wont to do;They raised their limbs like lifeless tools-We were a ghastly crew.340The body of my brother's sonStood by me, knee to knee:The body and I pulled at one rope,But he said nought to me.Again the Wedding Guest expresses fear of the old man, but he is hastilyreassured that the spirits animating the crew's bodies were not those souls whichhad fled them at death, but "a blessed troop of angelic spirits" called down by hisguardian saint. At dawn the spirits left; but still the ship sailed on, with no helpfrom any breeze. It was moved now by a spirit from the land of mist and snow the Polar Spirit, still seeking cleansing repentance from the Mariner for havingkilled the albatross.'I fear thee, ancient Mariner!'Be calm, thou Wedding-Guest!'Twas not those souls that fled in pain,Which to their corses came again,But a troop of spirits blest:Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 16 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishFor when it dawned--they dropped their arms,And clustered round the mast;Sweet sounds rose slowly through their mouths,And from their bodies passed.Unit 3 – Lesson 11350Around, around, flew each sweet sound,Then darted to the Sun;Slowly the sounds came back again,Now mixed, now one by one.Sometimes a-dropping from the skyI heard the sky-lark sing;Sometimes all little birds that are,How they seemed to fill the sea and airWith their sweet jargoning!360And now 'twas like all instruments,Now like a lonely flute;And now it is an angel's song,That makes the heavens be mute.It ceased; yet still the sails made onA pleasant noise till noon,A noise like of a hidden brookIn the leafy month of June,That to the sleeping woods all nightSingeth a quiet tune.370Till noon we quietly sailed on,Yet never a breeze did breathe:Slowly and smoothly went the Ship,Moved onward from beneath.Under the keel nine fathom deep,From the land of mist and snow,The spirit slid: and it was heThat made the ship to go.The sails at noon left off their tune,And the ship stood still also.380At noon the ship suddenly stood still, and then began moving back and forth in abizarre, dancing tug-of-war. Was Death again trying to win the Ancient Mariner?Suddenly the ship leaped free of the unseen grapplers with such force that thesailor fell into a trance. He knew little of what transpired until he heard the voicesof two spirits. Their conversation revealed that the ship was now being poweredby angelic forces and traveling northward at such speed he could not haveendured it in full consciousness.Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 17 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishUnit 3 – Lesson 11The Sun, right up above the mast,Had fixed her to the ocean:But in a minute she 'gan stir,With a short uneasy motion-Backwards and forwards half her lengthWith a short uneasy motion.Then like a pawing horse let go,She made a sudden bound:It flung the blood into my head,And I fell down in a swound.390How long in that same fit I lay,I have not to declare;But ere my living life returned,I heard and in my soul discernedTwo voices in the air.'Is it he?' quoth one, 'Is this the man?By him who died on cross,With his cruel bow he laid full lowThe harmless Albatross.400The spirit who bideth by himselfIn the land of mist and snow,He loved the bird that loved the manWho shot him with his bow.'The other was a softer voice,As soft as honey-dew:Quoth he, 'The man hath penance done,And penance more will do.'PART SIXFirst Voice'BUT tell me, tell me! speak again,Thy soft response renewing-What makes that ship drive on so fast?What is the ocean doing?'410Second Voice'Still as a slave before his lord,The ocean hath no blast;His great bright eye most silentlyUp to the Moon is cast-If he may know which way to go;For she guides him smooth or grim.Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 18 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishSee, brother, see! how graciouslyShe looketh down on him.'Unit 3 – Lesson 11420First Voice'But why drives on that ship so fast,Without or wave or wind?'Second Voice'The air is cut away before,And closes from behind.Fly, brother, fly! more high, more high!Or we shall be belated:For slow and slow that ship will go,When the Mariner's trance is abated.'When the dazed and astonished sailor again awoke, it was night, and the deadmen stood together on the deck, the curse blazing anew in their eyes. What joycame to him when that spell finally broke and the ship sped homeward. At last hewas among the dear and familiar landmarks he had thought never to view again.I woke, and we were sailing onAs in a gentle weather:'Twas night, calm night, the moon was high;The dead men stood together.430All stood together on the deck,For a charnel-dungeon fitter:All fixed on me their stony eyes,That in the Moon did glitter.The pang, the curse, with which they died,Had never passed away:I could not draw my eyes from theirs,Nor turn them up to pray.440And now this spell was snapt: once moreI viewed the ocean green,And looked far forth, yet little sawOf what had else been seen-Like one, that on a lonesome roadDoth walk in fear and dread,And having once turned round walks on,And turns no more his head;Because he knows, a frightful fiendDoth close behind him tread.Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing Education450Page 19 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishUnit 3 – Lesson 11But soon there breathed a wind on me,Nor sound nor motion made:Its path was not upon the sea,In ripple or in shade.It raised my hair, it fanned my cheekLike a meadow-gale of spring-It mingled strangely with my fears,Yet it felt like a welcoming.Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship,Yet she sailed softly too:Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze-On me alone it blew.460Oh! dream of joy! is this indeedThe light-house top I see?Is this the hill? is this the kirk?Is this mine own countree?We drifted o'er the harbour-bar,And I with sobs did pray-O let me be awake, my God!Or let me sleep alway.470The harbour-bay was clear as glass,So smoothly it was strewn!And on the bay, the moonlight lay,And the shadow of the Moon.The rock shone bright, the kirk no less,That stands above the rock:The moonlight steeped in silentnessThe steady, weathercock.And the bay was white with silent light,Till rising from the same,Full many shapes, that shadows were,In crimson colours came.480A little distance from the prowThose crimson shadows were:I turned my eyes upon the deck-Oh, Christ! what saw I there!Soon the angelic spirits departed from the bodies of the Mariner's deadcomrades, and standing on top of each lifeless form was an angel, shining as arescue signal to the land.Copyright 2005, Durham Continuing EducationPage 20 of 71

ENG3U – EnglishEach corse lay flat, lifeless and flat,And, by the holy rood!A man all light, a seraph-man,On every corse there stood.Unit 3 – Lesson 11490This seraph-band, each waved his hand:It was a heavenly, sight!They stood as signals to the land,Each one a lovely light;This seraph

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The Mariner hath his will. The Wedding-Guest sat on a stone: He cannot choose but hear; And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner. 'The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared, Merrily did we drop Below the kirk, below the hill, Below the lighthouse top. The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he!

The Mariner hath his will. The Wedding-Guest sat on a stone: He cannot choose but hear; And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner. ‘The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared, Merrily did we drop Below the kirk, below the hill, Below the lighthouse to

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