Rime of the Ancient Mariner

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Rime of the Ancient Mariner Part the Third

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Rime of the Ancient Mariner. Part the Third. Weary used four times/repetition represents time passing Assonance with ‘e’ sound, alliteration with ‘w’ sound The Mariner sees something It takes form and moves through the water Wist – to become aware of. - PowerPoint PPT Presentation

Transcript of Rime of the Ancient Mariner

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Rime of the Ancient Mariner

Part the Third

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There passed a weary time. Each throat(140)Was parched, and glazed each eye.A weary time! a weary time!How glazed each weary eye,When looking westward, I beheldA something in the sky.(145)

The ancient Marinerbeholdeth a sign in theelement afar off

At first it seemed a little speck,And then it seemed a mist:It moved and moved, and took at lastA certain shape, I wist.

A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist!(150)And still it neared and neared;As if it dodged a water-sprite,It plunged and tacked and veered.

Weary used four times/repetition represents time passing

Assonance with ‘e’ sound, alliteration with ‘w’ sound

The Mariner sees something

It takes form and moves through the water

Wist – to become aware of

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With throats unslaked, with black lips baked,We could not laugh nor wail;Through utter drought all dumb we stood!I bit my arm, I sucked the blood,And cried, A sail! a sail!

At its nearerapproach, it seemethhim to be a ship; andat a dear ransom hefreeth his speech fromthe bonds of thirst.

With throats unslaked, with black lips baked,Agape they heard me call:(160)Gramercy! they for joy did grin,And all at once their breath drew in,As they were drinking all.

A flash of joy;

Unslaked – unsatiated

The heat and thirst are oppressive

He needed to announce what he saw, so “at a dear ransom” he freed his voice by drinking his blood.

Repetition of “With throats unslaked, with black lips baked” reiterates monotony of life on a doomed ship.

Jaws open, as that’s the only way they can react

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See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more!Hither to work us weal;(165)Without a breeze, without a tide,She steadies with upright keel!

And horror follows.For can it be a shipthat comes onwardwithout wind or tide?

Tonal shift – Joy turns to ominous feeling

Very odd for a ship to completely steady without any assistance from anything.

The gloss questions whether it’s possible for a ship to do this.

This stanza marks the start of gothic imagery.

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The western wave was all a-flameThe day was well nigh done!Almost upon the western wave(170)Rested the broad bright Sun;When that strange shape drove suddenlyBetwixt us and the Sun.

And straight the Sun was flecked with bars,(Heaven's Mother send us grace!)(175)As if through a dungeon-grate he peered,With broad and burning face.

It seemeth him but theskeleton of a ship.

The sun reflects upon the waterAs the sun sets

“western wave” “broad bright”“strange shape”

The ‘ship’ comes between them and the sun

It is a skeleton ship – gothic imagery

Mariner prays for help

“He” is death

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Alas! (thought I, and my heart beat loud)How fast she nears and nears!Are those her sails that glance in the Sun,(180)Like restless gossameres!

A feeling of despair as the ship approached

Gossameres – spider websMore gothic imagery

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Are those her ribs through which the SunDid peer, as through a grate?And is that Woman all her crew?Is that a DEATH? and are there two?(185)Is DEATH that woman's mate?

And its ribs are seenas bars on the face ofthe setting Sun. TheSpectre-Woman andher Death-mate, andno other on board theskeleton ship. Like vessel, like crew!

The sun gleams through the ship – a spooky imageThe ship would be black against the sun – a silhouetteEven more gothic, if possible

The sun symbolizes hope and life. Death is blocking the sun.

Two horrors man the ship – they are skeletal as well.

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Her lips were red, her looks were free,Her locks were yellow as gold:Her skin was as white as leprosy,The Night-Mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she,(190)Who thicks man's blood with cold

The naked hulk alongside came,And the twain were casting dice;“The game is done! I've won! I've won!”Quoth she, and whistles thrice.(195)

Death and Life-in-Death have diced forthe ship's crew, and she(the latter) winneththe ancient Mariner.

Repetition of ‘L’ sound

Disturbing description of Death’s mate “Yellow as gold” “white as leprosy”

The ship pulls upDeath looses the dice game and gets the crew.Life-in-Death wins and gets the ancient Mariner

Humans have no control over the natural world.

Crime and punishment: it does not make sense.

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The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out:At one stride comes the dark;With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea.Off shot the spectre-bark.

No twilight within thecourts of the Sun.

The night comes unnaturally quick.It sets the mood for what is about to happen.

Darkness personified with the “stride”

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We listened and looked sideways up!(200)Fear at my heart, as at a cup,My life-blood seemed to sip!The stars were dim, and thick the night,The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white;From the sails the dew did drip—(205)Till clombe above the eastern barThe hornéd Moon, with one bright starWithin the nether tip.

At the rising of the Moon,

Longer stanza/Change in meter– signals changingof events

Gothic imagery- “my life blood seemed To sip”

Image of “sipping blood” recalls MarinerDrinking his own blood

Clombe- “climbed”

Nether = lower, under Netherworld

Colderidge restates obvious action but Breaks it into parts to build suspense

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One after one, by the star-dogged MoonToo quick for groan or sigh,(210)Each turned his face with a ghastly pang,And cursed me with his eye.

One after another,

Four times fifty living men,(And I heard nor sigh nor groan)With heavy thump, a lifeless lump,(215)They dropped down one by one.

His shipmates dropdown dead.

Meter returns to standard

Men look at him and grimace in blame

Silently curse mariner with eyes

Chilling silence from dying men

Internal rhyme- “thump” and “lump”

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The souls did from their bodies fly,—They fled to bliss or woe!And every soul, it passed me by,Like the whiz of my cross-bow!(220)

But Life-in-Deathbegins her work on theancient Mariner.

The souls leave the bodies of sailors

Fly away similar to the departure of Death’s ship

Irony- souls flying past feel like shots from a crossbow, but it was his actions with a crossbow that cause the death on the shipReferences him shooting the albatross

Life in Death starts to exert her control over the Mariner.

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Significance• While the previous section shows the beginnings of the

consequences of the Ancient Mariner’s actions, his true punishment does not occur until this section. His encounter with Death and Life-In-Death condemns him to a cursed life. The dice game shows that humans are not always in control of their fate, and much of life is left up to chance. The Mariner does not have the power to change his circumstances, showing his lack of free will.