The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

“Water, water, every where, 

And all the boards did shrink; 

Water, water, every where, 

Nor any drop to drink.”

Immortal lines from Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s great poem of 1834, which I enjoyed and still remember class reading at school.

So with me flitting back and forth between Venice and North Gloucestershire floods, I thought an appropriate change for November’s Painting of the Month. One of Gustave Dore’s wonderful illustrations for the book, held in the British Library.

Venice, Gloucestershire, floods, albatrosses, ancient mariner
Gustave Dore, illustration from The Rime of The Ancient Mariner, the arrow about to strike the albatross, 1834, British Library, London

“ ‘God save thee, ancient Mariner! 

From the fiends, that plague thee thus!— 

Why look’st thou so?’—With my cross-bow 

I shot the ALBATROSS.”

And No… I did not shoot the albatross.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Susie says:

    Brings back memories xx

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  2. Great stuff
    Thank you for sharing

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