The coming wind doth roar more loud; The sails do sigh, like sedge: The rain pours down from one black cloud And the Moon is at its edge. Hark! hark! the thick black cloud is cleft, And the Moon is at its side L. B. 1798. [325] fell] falls L. B. 1798. [327-8] The strong wind reach'd the ship: it roar'd And dropp'd down like a stone! L. B. 1798. [332] nor . . . nor] ne . . . ne L. B. 1798. [Between 344-5] And I quak'd to think of my own voice How frightful it would be! L. B. 1798. [345-9] om. in L. B. 1798, added in L. B. 1800. [350] The daylight dawn'd L. B. 1798. [359] sky-lark] Lavrock L. B. 1798. [Between 372-3] Listen, O listen, thou Wedding-guest! 'Marinere! thou hast thy will: For that, which comes out of thine eye, doth make My body and soul to be still.' Never sadder tale was told To a man of woman born: Sadder and wiser thou wedding-guest! Thoul't rise to-morrow morn. Never sadder tale was heard By a man of woman born: The Marineres all return'd to work As silent as beforne. The Marineres all 'gan pull the ropes, But look at me they n'old; Thought I, I am as thin as air-- They cannot me behold. L. B. 1798. [373] quietly] silently L. B. 1798, 1800. [392] down in] into L. B. 1798, 1800. PART VI] VI. L. B. 1798, 1800: The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. Part the Sixth S. L. 1828, 1829. [423] Withouten wave L. B. 1798. [440-1] een from theirs; Ne turn L. B. 1798. [442-6] And in its time the spell was snapt, And I could move my een: I look'd far-forth, but little saw Of what might else be seen. L. B. 1798. [446] lonesome] lonely L. B. 1798. [453] Nor . . . nor] Ne . . . ne L. B. 1798. [464] O dream L. B. 1798, 1800. [Between 475-80] The moonlight bay was white all o'er, Till rising from the same, Full many shapes, that shadows were, Like as of torches came. A little distance from the prow Those dark-red shadows were; But soon I saw that my own flesh Was red as in a glare. I turn'd my head in fear and dread, And by the holy rood, The bodies had advanc'd, and now Before the mast they stood. They lifted up their stiff right arms, They held them strait and tight; And each right-arm burnt like a torch, A torch that's borne upright. Their stony eye-balls glitter'd on In the red and smoky light. I pray'd and turn'd my head away Forth looking as before. There was no breeze upon the bay, No wave against the shore. L. B. 1798. [487] Oh, Christ!] O Christ L. B. 1798, 1800. [498] oh!] O L. B. 1798, 1800. [500] But soon] Eftsones L. B. 1798. [Between 503-4] Then vanish'd all the lovely lights;[205:A] The bodies rose anew: With silent pace, each to his place, Came back the ghastly crew, The wind, that shade nor motion made, On me alone it blew. L. B. 1798. [205:A]