The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (With Original Illustrations). Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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       The Ice was All Around

      At 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.

      It 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!

      And a good south wind sprung up behind;

       The Albatross did follow,

       And every day, for food or play,

       Came to the mariners’ hollo!

       The Albatross

      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-bow

       I shot the ALBATROSS.

       I shot the Albatross