La Ballata del Vecchio Marinaio, di S.T. Coleridge (1798)

"The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner" by S. T. Coleridge (1772 - 1834). Illustrations by Gustave Doré. (Trad. It. di Franco Buffoni). Music by King Crimson, 'Sailor's Tale'.
1-The bride hath paced into the hall, 
Red as a rose is she.
2-By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, 
Now wherefore stopp'st thou me?
3-The Wedding-Guest sat on a stone: 
He can not chuse but hear.
4-The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, 
And southward aye we fled.
5-And now there came both mist and snow, 
And it grew wondrous cold.
6-The ice was here, the ice was there, 
The ice was all around.
7-It ate the food it ne'er had eat.
8-. . . . With my cross-bow 
I shot the Albatross.
9-And I had done a hellish thing, 
And it would work 'em woe.
10-And Water, water, every where, 
Nor any drop to drink.
11-About, about, in reel and rout, 
The death-fires danced at night.
12-Nine fathom deep he had followed us 
From the land of mist and snow.
13-A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist! 
And still it neared and neared.
14-"The game is done! I've won, I've won!" 
Quoth she, and whistles thrice.
15-Each turned his face with a ghastly pang, 
And cursed me with his eye.
16-And never a saint took pity on 
My soul in agony.
17-I looked upon the rotting sea, 
And drew my eyes away.
18-Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse, 
And yet I could not die.
19-The moving Moon went up the sky.
20-Beyond the shadow of the ship, 
I watched the water-snakes.
21-And the rain poured down 
from one black cloud.
22-They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, 
Nor spake, no moved their eyes.
23-It ceased; yet still the sails made on 
A pleasant noise till noon.
24-It flung the blood into my head, 
And I fell down in a swound.
25-I heard, and in my soul discerned, 
Two voices in the air.
26-But why drives on that ship so fast, 
Without wave or wind?
27-And on the bay the moonlight lay, 
And the shadow of the Moon.
28-Full many shapes, that shadows were, 
In crimson colors came.
29-The seraph-band, each waved his hand: 
A Heavenly Sight.
30-Under the water it rumbled on, 
Still louder and more dread.
31-Upon the whirl, where sank the ship, 
The boat spun round and round.
32-I moved my lips -- the Pilot shrieked 
and fell down in a fit.
33-Oh shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man 
34-I pass, like night, from land to land; 
I have strange power of speech.
35-The moment that his face I see, 
I know the man that must hear me.
36-What loud uproar bursts from that door! 
The wedding-guests are there.
37-So lonely 'twas, that God Himself 
Scarce seemed there to be.
38-The Mariner, whose eye is bright, 
Whose beard with age is hoar, 
Is gone.

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[almacattleya]

le illustrazioni sono assolutamente favolose dopotutto sono di gustav dorè. di solito le illustrazioni vengono considerate un'arte minore però guardando queste sfido chiunque a non esserne incantato!