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The Rime of the Ancient Mariner 7-7



Hindu Priest – India (LOC)

Originally uploaded by The Library of Congress



And now, all in my own countree,
I stood on the firm land!
The Hermit stepped forth from the boat,
And scarcely he could stand.

‘O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!’
The Hermit crossed his brow.
‘Say quick,’ quoth he, ‘I bid thee say -
What manner of man art thou?’

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