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Coleridge's Ancient Mariner and Select Poems By Samuel Taylor Coleridge Characters: 1049

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"And what," I said, "though Blasphemy's loud scream

With that sweet music of deliverance strove!

Though all the fierce and drunken passions wove 45

A dance more wild than e'er was maniac's dream!

Ye storms, that round the dawning east assembled,

The Sun was rising, though ye hid his light!"

And when, to soothe my soul, that hoped and trembled,

The dissonance ceased, and all seemed calm and bright; 50

When France her front deep-scarred and gory

Concealed with clustering wreaths of glory;

Wh

en, insupportably advancing,

Her arm made mockery of the warrior's ramp;

While timid looks of fury glancing, 55

Domestic treason, crushed beneath her fatal stamp,

Writhed like a wounded dragon in his gore;

Then I reproached my fears that would not flee;

"And soon," I said, "shall Wisdom teach her lore

In the low huts of them that toil and groan! 60

And, conquering by her happiness alone,

Shall France compel the nations to be free,

Till Love and Joy look round, and call the Earth their own."

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