The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Chapter 75 : [103] The breezes blew L. B. 1798, 1800.[104] [190:A]The furrow stream'd off free

[103] The breezes blew L. B. 1798, 1800.

[104] [190:A]The furrow stream'd off free S. L. 1817.

[190:A] In the former editions the line was,

The furrow follow'd free:

But I had not been long on board a s.h.i.+p, before I perceived that this was the image as seen by a spectator from the sh.o.r.e, or from another vessel. From the s.h.i.+p itself, the _Wake_ appears like a brook flowing off from the stern. _Note to S.

L. 1817._

[116] nor . . . nor] ne . . . ne L. B. 1798.

[122] Nor] Ne L. B. 1798.

[123] deep] deeps L. B. 1798, 1800.

[139] well a-day] wel-a-day L. B. 1798, 1800.

[Between 143 and 149]

I saw a something in the sky No bigger than my fist; At first it seem'd, &c.

L. B. 1798.

[Between 143 and 147]

So past a weary time, each throat Was parch'd and glaz'd each eye, When looking westward, &c.

L. B. 1800.

[Lines 143-8 of the text in their present shape were added in Sibylline Leaves, 1817.]

PART III] III L. B. 1798, 1800: The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, Part the Third, S. L. 1828, 1829.

[154] And still it ner'd and ner'd. L. B. 1798, 1800.

[155] And, an it dodg'd L. B. 1798: And, as if it dodg'd L. B. 1800, S.

L. 1817.

[157-60]

With throat unslack'd with black lips baked Ne could we laugh, ne wail, Then while thro' drouth all dumb they stood I bit my arm, and suck'd the blood

L. B. 1798.

[157] With throat unslack'd, &c. L. B. 1800, 1802, S. L. 1817.

[160] Till I bit my arm and suck'd the blood L. B. 1800.

[162] With throat unslack'd, &c. L. B. 1798, 1800, 1802, S. L. 1817.

[167-70]

She doth not tack from side to side-- Hither to work us weal.

Withouten wind, withouten tide She steddies with upright keel.

L. B. 1798.

[170] She steddies L. B. 1800, S. L. 1817.

[177] straight] strait L. B. 1798, 1800.

[182] neres and neres L. B. 1798, 1800.

[183] _her_] her 1834, _and also in_ 185 _and_ 190.

[Between 184-90]

Are those her naked ribs, which fleck'd The sun that did behind them peer?

And are those two all, all the crew,[193:A]

That woman and her fleshless Pheere?

_His_ bones were black with many a crack, All black and bare I ween; Jet-black and bare, save where with rust Of mouldy damps and charnel crust They're patch'd with purple and green.

L. B. 1798.

Are those _her_ ribs which fleck'd the Sun Like the bars of a dungeon grate?

And are those two all, all the crew That woman and her mate?

MS. Correction of S. T. C. in L. B. 1798.

Are those _her_ Ribs, thro' which the Sun Did peer as thro' a grate?

And are those two all, all her crew, That Woman, and her Mate?

_His_ bones were black with many a crack

They were patch'd with purple and green.

L. B. 1800.

This s.h.i.+p it was a plankless thing, --A bare Anatomy!

A plankless spectre--and it mov'd Like a Being of the Sea!

The woman and a fleshless man Therein sate merrily.

His bones were black, &c. (as in 1800).