Coleridge's Ancient Mariner and Select Poems

far above me f

march no mort

! that, wheres

e only to e

sten to the night

th and perilous

own imperious b

solemn music

a man belo

, which never

ursuing fa

y o'er flowerin

yond the gue

pe and wild unco

s! and O ye Fo

ds that far a

un! thou blue

ng that is and

for me, where

worship I have

of divine