A woman- Judy- lived with her husband- Joe. They were deeply in love. When they looked at each other, their eyes interlocked and you could tell from a mile away their eyes were gleaming. They loved each other with all their heart until one day, her husband had gone away for three long months. Loneliness, illuminated her, causing her emotions to weaken. She now felt distraught, hopeless and alone. Days had past, until her hopes had risen. Judy took a lover who lived on the other side of the river. Her scorching agony had prematurely been extinguished and love hammered down hard in her chest.
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“Why is it you stopp’st me?” he questioned. It was now, he had to tell them his bitter request. Yunus knew that his parents will never allow him to go out to see for months. His dream of travelling was now becoming dangerous and out of hand. “Although you are a close kin to me, I must follow my dream,” exclaimed Yunus. He noticed Rage penetrating his fathers face. His father, disappointed, restless and distraught.
“I must leave!” he spake as he sprinted down the stairs dragging a vast bag on his back. Powering through the cold streets, he could could feel a glittering small tear, trickling down his freezing cheek. Beaming excitement had turned to bitter dread. To embark on such frivolous journey was illuminating all his power and knowledge. He could just hear shouting, piercing through his ears. The sound of traffic roared through the streets, distracting him from what he was thinking.
“Why?! Why?! did I do this he complained.
Days have passed and still he was lost, alone, and half dead. Suddenly he just heard a man screaming directly at him. Looking up, he spotted a imprisoned looking dismal ship. It was time. Now. This was it. He rushed towards the ship leaping upon the ship. A screeching whistle blew, black smoke bellowed out vast chimneys and he was off. The ship edged forward, out, into open water.
The rotten smell of old fish, reeked the boat, intoxicating my lungs. The cold, bleak, biting weather bit at the ship, punching at the shattered glass. The captain swung the cane, right around my hips slapping and whipping me. “Get back to work you urchin!” ordered the boss. The growling of his voice could be heard from miles away. Anger Filled his heart, making him scream furiously.
Darkness had come prematurely, causing menacing shadows to awake. A cold shiver ran down my spine allowing my legs to tremble. Footsteps echoed across the cabin. Razor light, pierced through the port holes blinding my eyes. Drifting in lonely, scorching agony, I cried and wept. The noise of water gushing over the ship, was ringing in my ears.
I knew that I somehow had to escape this imprisoned place. ” I really should have listened to mum and dad!” He cried. His mouth, as dry as a desert, Stopped him from even whispering. He bit his lip hard enough to wet his mouth to cry a little. Weeks and weeks had passed until he thought of something.
“I’ve got it, Yes! I’ve got it!.” he said bravely. He had to jump off the ship.
Part the seventh summary
The Ancient Mariner was cheered by the Hermit’s singing. He admired the way the Hermit lived and prayed alone in the woods, but also “love[d] to talk with mariners.” As they neared the ship, the Pilot and the Hermit wondered where the angels – which they had thought were merely beacon lights – had gone. The Hermit remarked on how strange the ship looked with its misshapen boards and flimsy sails. The Pilot was afraid, but the Hermit encouraged him to steer the boat closer. Just as the boat reached the ship, a terrible noise came from under the water, and the ship sank straightaway. The men saved the Ancient Mariner even though they thought he was dead; after all, he appeared “like one that hath been seven days drowned.” The boat spun in the whirlpool created by the ship’s sinking, and all was quiet save the loud sound echoing off of a hill. The Ancient Mariner moved his lips and began to row the boat, terrifying the other men; the Pilot had a conniption, the Hermit began to pray, and the Pilot’s Boy laughed crazily, thinking the Ancient Mariner was the devil. When they reached the shore, the Ancient Mariner begged the Hermit to absolve him of his sins. The Hermit crossed himself and asked the Ancient Mariner what sort of man he was. The Ancient Mariner was instantly compelled to share his story with the Hermit. His need to share it was so strong that it wracked his body with pain. Once he shared it, however, he felt restored.
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, Part the 6
Part 6 opens with a dialogue between the two voices: the first voice, the Ancient Mariner says, asked the second voice to remind it what moved the Ancient Mariner’s ship along so fast, and the second voice postulated that the moon must be controlling the ocean. The first voice asked again what could be driving the ship, and the second voice replied that the air was pushing the ship from behind in lieu of wind. After this declaration, the voices disappeared. The Ancient Mariner awoke at night to find the dead sailors clustered against on the deck, again cursing him with their eyes.
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It is an ancient Mariner,
And he stoppeth one of three.
‘By thy long grey beard and glittering eye,
Now wherefore stopp’st thou me?
The Bridegroom’s doors are opened wide,
And I am next of kin;
The guests are met, the feast is set:
May’st hear the merry din.’
He holds him with his skinny hand,
‘There was a ship,’ quoth he.
‘Hold off! unhand me, grey-beard loon!’
Eftsoons his hand dropt he.
The Ancient Mariner, part the fifth
After praying, the Ancient Mariner thanked the Virgin Mary for finally allowing him to sleep. He dreamed that the buckets on the ship were filled with dew, and awoke to the sound of the falling rain. He drank and drank after so many days of thirst, as a spring of love gushed from his heart. Suddenly he heard a loud wind far off, and the sky lit up with darting “fire-flags” that could be interpreted as lightning, aurora borealis, or “St. Elmo’s Fire” (electricity visible in the atmosphere that sailors consider a sign of bad luck). Rain hammered down from the grey bleak clouds, with a stream of lighting. He could hear the wind howling in the distance but he did not feel the breeze swaying across his face. The ship suddenly began to sail although there wasn’t my wind. Just then, all the dead men stood up and went about their jobs as a mute, ghostly crew. Once again the wedding guest proclaims he fears the Ancient Mariner, The mariner quickly assured that he again was the only one that had survived and hadn’t had died.
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, part the 4
The Wedding Guest proclaims that he fears the Ancient Mariner because he is unnaturally skinny, so tanned and wrinkled that he resembles the sand, and possesses a “glittering eye.” The Ancient Mariner assures him that he has not returned from the dead; he is the only sailor who did not die on his ship, but rather drifted in lonely, schorching agony. Being cursed resulted as he couldn’t pray on the ship, however after 7 long days and nights, the mariner noticed beautiful, glistening water snakes which had kept his mood up. Being so delighted to see the snakes, he blessed them. Finally he was able to pray. At this moment, the Albatross fell off his neck and sank heavily into the ocean leaving small bubbles on the sea waters.
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