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PART II
"The Sun now rose upon the right:[17]
Out of the sea came he,
Still hid in mist, and on the left 85
Went down into the sea.
"And the good south wind still blew behind,
But no sweet bird did follow,
Nor any day for food or play
Come to the mariners' hollo! 90
"And I had done a hellish thing,
And it would work 'em woe;
For all averred, I had killed the bird
That made the breeze to blow.
'Ah wretch!' said they, 'the bird to slay, 95
That made the breeze to blow!'
"Nor dim nor red, like God's own head
The glorious sun uprist:[18]
Then all averred, I had killed the bird
That brought the fog and mist. 100
''Twas right,' said they, 'such birds to slay,
That bring the fog and mist.'
"The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,
The furrow followed free;[19]
We were the first that ever burst
Into that silent sea.[20] 105
"Down dropped the breeze, the sails dropped down,
'T was sad as sad could be;
And we did speak only to break
The silence of the sea! 110
"All in a hot and copper sky,
The bloody Sun, at noon,
Right up above the mast did stand,
No bigger than the Moon.
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