The Rime of the Ancient Mariner – S.T. Coleridge

samenvatting uit schoolschrift – 1968

‘ the ice was here, The ice was there,
The ice was all around:
It cracked and growled, and roared and howled,
Like noises in a sound!’
“Water, water, everywhere,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink.”
he went like one that hath been stunned,
And is of sense forlorn:
A sadder and a wider man,
He rose the morrow morn.