"God save thee, ancient Mariner!
From the fiends, that plague thee thus! —
Why look'st thou so?" — "With my crossbow I shot the Albatross."
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, I, st. 20
"God save thee, ancient Mariner!
From the fiends, that plague thee thus! —
Why look'st thou so?" — "With my crossbow I shot the Albatross."
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, I, st. 20