Rime of the Ancient Mariner

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. Upon a painted ocean duncan Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung E. H. Wehnert When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky E. H. Wehnert When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt its and the Swn E. Duncan.