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The Rime of the Ancient Mariner 6-5



Tree stripped by Geneva, N.Y. cyclone (LOC)

Originally uploaded by The Library of Congress



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.

But soon there breathed a wind on me,
Nor sound nor motion made:
Its path was not upon the sea,
In ripple or in shade.

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