- [An ancient Mariner meeteth three Gallants bidden to a wedding-feast, and detaineth one.]
It is an ancient Mariner,901 lines, 6 comments - All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair--
The bees are stirring--birds are on the wing--14 lines, 4 comments - Verse, a Breeze 'mid blossoms straying,
Where HOPE clung feeding, like a bee--53 lines, 3 comments - Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O'Kellyn?
Where may the grave of that good man be?--11 lines
