...breeze — On me alone it blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree...pray — " O let me be awake, my God ! " Or let me fleep alway !" 0 The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! And on the bay the...

...breeze — On me alone it blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree...let me be awake, my God ! " Or let me sleep alway I" The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn 1 And on the bay the moonlight lay,...

...the Harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray— " O let me be awake, my God ! " Or let me sleep alway 1" The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it...bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the moon. res The rock shone bright; the kirk no less That stands above the rock : The moonlight steep'd in silentness...

...breeze — On me alone it blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree...bright, the kirk no less That stands above the rock : The moonlight steep'd in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light....

...breeze — On me alone it blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree...the shadow of the moon. The rock shone bright, the kiric no less That stands above the rock : The moonlight steep'd in silentness The steady weathercock....

...O dream of joy! is this indeed ' The light-house top I see! » ' 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! ' The harbour bay was clear as glass, ' So smoothly it was. strewn-! ' And on the bay the moonlight lay,...

...breeze — On me alone it blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree...bright, the kirk no less That stands above the rock : The moonlight s.eeped in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light,...

...breeze — On me alone it blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own countree...harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was stre'vn ! And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the moon. The rock shone bright, the...

...this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? And the ancient Mariner brlioldcl.h his native country. We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did...bright, the kirk no less, That stands above the rock : The moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock. The angelic spirits leave the dead bodies,...

...is this the kirk ? Is this mine own countree ? And the ancient Mariner beholdeth his native country. We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did...bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the moon. 31 The rock shone bright, the kirk no less, That stands above the rock : The moonlight steeped in silentness...