...is that Woman all her crew? Is that a death ? and are there two ? Is Death that Woman's mate ? Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were...Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. But we must come to Mr. Coleridge's story with our subtlest imaginations upon us. Now let us put our...

...ship's crew, and wins the ancient mariner. " ' The game is llone ! I've won ! I've won !' Quoth she, imd whistles thrice. The sun's rim dips ; the stars rush out ; At one stride comes the dark ; With far-hoard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark. \\e listened and looked sideways...

...is that woman all her crew ? Is that a Death ? and are there two ? Is Death that woman's mate ? Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were...twain were casting dice ; " The game is done ! I've, I've won !" Quoth she, and whistles thrice. The sun's rim dips ; the stars rush out ; At one stride...

...is that Woman all her crewP Is that a death ? and are there two ? Is Death that Woman's mate ? Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were...Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. But we must come to Mr. Coleridge's story with our subtlest imaginations upon us. Now let us put our...

...with cold. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice ; " The game is done ! I've, I've won !" Quoth she, and whistles thrice. The Sun's...dips; the stars rush out: At one stride comes the dark ; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark. Ami ils ribs are seen •• bars...

...is that Woman all her ere* ? Is that a Death ? and are there two ? Is Death that woman's mate ? Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were...came, And the twain were casting dice ; " The game is doije ! I've, I've won !" Quoth she, and whistles thrice. The Sun's rim dips ; the stars rush out :...

...sails that glance in the sun, Like restless gossameres ? Her lips were red, her looks were free 7, Her locks were yellow as gold ; Her skin was as white...leprosy, The Night-Mare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks men's blood with cold. The naked hulk alongside came8, And the twain were casting dice ; " The game...

...save where with rust Of mouldy damps and charnel crust They were patched with purple and green. Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was as white as leprosy, And she was far liker Death than he ; Her flesh made the still air cold. The naked hulk alongside came...

...would not send this Jeremiad to tease you while its termination seemed doubtful. For the present, ' The game is done — I've won, I've won, Quoth she, and whistles thrice.' I am this day, for the first time, free from the relics of my disorder. and, except in point of weakness,...

...would not send this Jeremiad to teaze you, while its termination seemed doubtful. For the present, ' The game is done — I've won, I've won, Quoth she, and whistles thrice.' * I am this day, for the first time, free from the relics of my disorder, and, except in point of weakness,...