The Rime of the Ancient Mariner PDF/EPUB ¸ The Rime

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner Who we start out as and who we end up as has always seemed to me to be the central point of this poem One can often return to a physical place but in the returning find that place lost due to the way their journey has changed their soul Looking for salvation one often finds that in the finding something else must be forever lost A close friend who suffers from PTSD has related to me that this poem is true to many feelings he has had to deal with. If all poetry books were like this, I would never read any prose.I was thinking about the Ancient Mariner just now, apropos Kris s review of Ice, and recalled an incident from a project I was once involved in The person in charge failed to renew the contract of a difficult but talented software engineer, after which we had a lot of problems This prompted the following verse For he had done a hellish thingAnd it would work them woeFor all averred, he If all poetry books were like this, I would never read any prose.I was thinking about the Ancient Mariner just now, apropos Kris s review of Ice, and recalled an incident from a project I was once involved in The person in charge failed to renew the contract of a difficult but talented software engineer, after which we had a lot of problems This prompted the following verse For he had done a hellish thingAnd it would work them woeFor all averred, he had fired the nerdThat made the code to go Twas ill, said they, when nerds won t stayThat make the code to go Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold Her skin was white as leprosy,The Nightmare Life in Death was she, Who thicks man s blood with cold.When I did construction work this is what I always wrote on the inside of the Port a Potties, amongst all the other graffiti and anatomically imaginative drawings of women. Since then, at an uncertain hour,That agony returns And till my ghastly tale is told,This heart within me burns 75 Today, if a stranger stopped me at some party to talk to me about some story, I d probably walk away with a nervous smile, holding my pepper spray with dissimulation I admit it, I do not easily trust people That is one of my many flaws fed by one complicated present And, yes, not all people are bad but I am not willing to take any chances.However, many years ago, a young man t Since then, at an uncertain hour,That agony returns And till my ghastly tale is told,This heart within me burns 75 Today, if a stranger stopped me at some party to talk to me about some story, I d probably walk away with a nervous smile, holding my pepper spray with dissimulation I admit it, I do not easily trust people That is one of my many flaws fed by one complicated present And, yes, not all people are bad but I am not willing to take any chances.However, many years ago, a young man that was going to a wedding, had no other choice but to listen to a strange man s story He resisted but the old man, a bright eyed Mariner, had already decided that the young guest was going to be the next listener And so the story begins.This is my first Coleridge and I was delightfully surprised This poem was published in 1798 and it is divided into seven parts It is written in old English, of course, and that always means that I have to read it very carefully to avoid confusion At some point, I felt like a four year old finding help in the beautiful illustrations that this book contains I probably should not admit that, but there it is It is written I cannot take it back I could, though, but I do not want to erase that and think of something else to write Like a lie Because that would be too weird And the babbling ends now.Coleridge s poetry is a true gem waiting to be discovered Its vividness is something I have seen before but with a different style A very unique melody It is exceptionally evocative The images it describes are too powerful, they manage to leave the paper to become something you can see and touch The roar of the sea becomes too intense to bear The sky transforms into a dark vapor viciously moving from one side to another I could hardly see who was next to me, I only hear their yelling And the loudest one came from the sea And now there came both mist and snow,And it grew wondrous cold And ice, mast high, came floating by,As green as emerald 12 And yet, the frightening images described by this poem do not sound that bad after listening to the music dwelling in every verse This beautiful melody took me by surprise and became a serene partner throughout this entire adventure Suddenly, the sky did not look so threatening the icy water became bearable, and the solitary immensity of the sea was welcome And again, contradictions That feeling described above changed from time to time The desperation of being trapped in such a surreal landscape was so great sometimes that I could feel it in my bones.Day after day, day after day,We stuck, nor breath nor motion As idle as a painted shipUpon a painted ocean 21 Gustave Dor About, about, in reel and routThe death fires danced at night The water, like a witch s oils,Burnt green, and blue and white 25 The story continues with the Mariner killing an albatross That sad decision brought disgrace to all the crew, and especially, to the bright eyed Mariner Sometimes death embodies blessing, when living becomes a curse.Alone, alone, all, all alone,Alone on a wide wide sea And never a saint took pity onMy soul in agony 35 This poem is a perfect reminder of everything we need, no matter the place nor time respect for one another For all living things Not only for the sake of others, but for yours Every action has its consequence It would be a dreadful thing to have killed the bird that made the breeze to blow.Aug 17, 14 Also on my blog Farewell, farewell But this I tellTo thee, thou Wedding Guest He prayeth well, who loveth wellBoth man and bird and beast.He prayeth best, who loveth bestAll things both great and small For the dear God who loveth usHe made and loveth all.A mariner, returning from a long sea voyage, engages a man who is attending a wedding, and begins to tell the tale of his sufferings during his journey. Excellent Reading the USS INDIANAPOLIS a few weeks back brought this poem to my attention beginning with the well known words Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drinkFirst published in 1798, I was both delighted and surprised to find where this poem actually begins and takes the reader It s really quite an amazing journey that may appeal to those who don t even care for poetry It s an eerie story with equally eerie ill Excellent Reading the USS INDIANAPOLIS a few weeks back brought this poem to my attention beginning with the well known words Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drinkFirst published in 1798, I was both delighted and surprised to find where this poem actually begins and takes the reader It s really quite an amazing journey that may appeal to those who don t even care for poetry It s an eerie story with equally eerie illustrations told by an old sailormarinerabout a disastrous voyage that begins with a storm that leads them astray until a lucky albatross appears and guides them along to safety.but then the mariner shockingly shoots the albatross and bad luck, bad spirits, slimy legged sea creatures and death result, but that s not where it ends.there s so much If you have a little window of time to fit this one in.I highly recommend it It s easy to understand.and a winner of a classic Day after day, day after day,We stuck, nor breath nor motion As idle as a painted shipUpon a painted ocean If the truth has to be told, I must own that my first acquaintance with these lines was, as some of you might have already guessed, not through Samuel Coleridge s poem but through Iron Maiden s superbe album Powerslave, and when I bought myself a new car recently, one with a working car radio, I spent my daily ways to and from work listening to Iron Maiden again and when I came across TheDay after day, day after day,We stuck, nor breath nor motion As idle as a painted shipUpon a painted ocean If the truth has to be told, I must own that my first acquaintance with these lines was, as some of you might have already guessed, not through Samuel Coleridge s poem but through Iron Maiden s superbe album Powerslave, and when I bought myself a new car recently, one with a working car radio, I spent my daily ways to and from work listening to Iron Maiden again and when I came across The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, I decided it was high time to read the well known poem.And I can understand how it grew to be so well known One reason may be that it is of sufficient length and will thus daunt students at schools, lending itself even as a means of correcting unruly learners and breaking them of bad habits all a teacher has to do is threaten those students that unless they will behave properly they will have to learn the poem by heart Another,important, reason can doubtless be seen in the beauty of Coleridge s lines Since my re encounter with the Iron Maiden song I have read the original poem several times aloud and was always moved by the power of the words and the rhythm I can almost see the hoary mariner keeping the wedding guest from his destination, commanding him with his eyes only the albatross hung around the sinner s neck the parched men casting reproachful and hatred filled looks at the mariner the skeleton ship approaching without any wind and finally the falling rain that will slake the thirst of the cursed man It s hardly any wonder Steve Harris chose this dramatic ballad to turn it into an Iron Maiden song.As to what the poem may mean, one can be satisfied with the following lines, He prayeth well, who loveth wellBoth man and bird and beast.He prayeth best, who loveth bestAll things both great and small For the dear God who loveth us,He made and loveth all All things considered, this would be a bit trite, though, and yet in its triteness most appealing to people of a particular modern mindset My personal interpretation is that Coleridge, a wise Conservative, wants to warn modern man Man as envisaged in the French Revolution not to overreach himself by thinking that the Albatross is his to shoot and carry around as a trophy If Man fails to keep his awareness of the limits of what is possible for him to do, if he denies the constraints the universe, its contingencies and maybe hidden laws, some of them probably Divine put upon him and upon his desire to change the world, then he will end up like this Water, water, everywhere,Nor any drop to drink That is to say, he will end up in a state of society which grants countless liberties but has forgotten the true freedom that results from one s awareness of the responsibility one s choices incur The boundless stretches of water around us will not be able to slake our thirst for the real thing, just as a life devoted to hedonism and limitless self expression will fail to truly fulfil any but a shallow and coarse mind This knowledge, and the pessimism it is tinged with, may possibly make the reader arise A sadder and a wiser man Definitely in my top 10 favorite poems I love the way it flows the lyrical rhythm soothes the battered soul Day after day, day after day,We stuck, nor breath nor motion As idle as a painted shipUpon a painted ocean.Water, water, everywhere And all the boards did shrink Water, water, everywhere,Nor any drop to drink. The Rime of the Ancient Mariner originally The Rime of the Ancyent Marinere is the longest major poem by the English poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge, written in and published inin the first edition of Lyrical Ballads Modern editions use a later revised version printed inand featuring a gloss Along with other poems in Lyrical Ballads, it was a signal shift to modern poetry and the beginning of British Romantic literatureIt relates the events experienced by a mariner who has returned from a long sea voyage The Mariner stops a man on his way to a wedding ceremony and begins to narrate a story The Wedding Guest s reaction turns from bemusement to impatience, fear, and fascination as the Mariner s story progresses, as can be seen in the language style for example, the use of narrative techniques such as personification and repetition to create a sense of danger, or the supernatural, or serenity, depending on the mood each different part of the poem A poem which heavily influenced modern Western cultureReview of free Kindle editionA Public Domain BookPublication Date May 16, 2012Language EnglishASIN B0083Z49HO36 pagesI hated this thing in high school The homework assignment to read it was interesting but the pain began in the next day s class The teacher read it aloud to us Slowly Then she went over it line by line telling us exactly what each line, almost each word, meant At some point she allowed us to say what we thought but then A poem which heavily influenced modern Western cultureReview of free Kindle editionA Public Domain BookPublication Date May 16, 2012Language EnglishASIN B0083Z49HO36 pagesI hated this thing in high school The homework assignment to read it was interesting but the pain began in the next day s class The teacher read it aloud to us Slowly Then she went over it line by line telling us exactly what each line, almost each word, meant At some point she allowed us to say what we thought but then explained why the interpretations she was teaching were correct We did this for what, to my memory, seems like months but surely was nothan weeks The poem isn t that long Come test time we were to regurgitate the meaning of various lines just as she had told us My exasperated answer that it means what it says caused trouble That teacher never did like me But that s ok, I never liked her either Still don t.I don t remember a single thing that teacher told us about the meaning of The Rime of the Ancient Mariner I have not read it or any interpretations of it since high school until I recently read this free Kindle edition I enjoyed it And since no tyrannical lit teacher is looking over my shoulder, I think What I think is that the albatross is a Christ like figure whom we have all killed with our sin which hangs heavily about our necks Even if the albatross is simply innocence, the sin still hangs around our necks The mariner then faces tribulation, pain and regret until penance, repentance and forgiveness redeems him He is then compelled to tell his story just as are forgiven and saved Christians I have no idea if this is a literature teacher approved interpretation or not Don t really care either For all I know Coleridge may have been an atheist in addition to an opium addict but it sounds Christian to me

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Back To Top