With my cross-bow,
I shot the albatross.
In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud,
It perched for vespers nine;
Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white,
Glimmered the white Moon-shine.
From “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner” by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Illustration “The Albatross” by Gustave Doré (1876 edition)
Samuel Taylor Coleridge was born on October 21, 1772. “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner” gave us this familiar quote:
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.
Nine fathom deep he had followed us