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"The Pilot and the Pilot's boy,
"I saw a third—I heard his voice:
It is the Hermit good!
He singeth loud his godly hymns
That he makes in the wood.
He'll shrieve my soul, he'll wash away
The Albatross's blood."
"This Hermit good lives in that wood T)ie Hermit of
"He kneels at morn, and noon, and eve —
He hath a cushion plump:
It is the moss that wholly hides
The rotted old oak stump.
"The skiff-boat neared: I heard them talk,
Aijproacheth the "' Strange, by my faith!' the Hermit said
ship with wondera
'And they answered not our cheer.
The planks looked warped! and see those sails,
I never saw aught like to them,
"' Brown skeletons of leaves that lag
"' Dear Lord! it hath a fiendish look—
"The boat came closer to the ship,
"Under the water it rumbled on, The ship sua
Still louder and more dread:
It reached the ship, it split the bay;
The ship went down like lead.
"Stunned by that loud and dreadful sound, The ancient Ma
... . riner is saved in
Which sky and ocean smote, the Pilot's boat.
Like one that hath been seven days drowned
My body lay afloat;
But swift as dreams, myself I found
Within the Pilot's boat.