one

It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 🔊

The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out; At one stride comes the dark; 🔊

And the rain poured down from one black cloud; The Moon was at its edge. 🔊

The body and I pulled at one rope, But he said nought to me. 🔊

Slowly the sounds came back again, Now mixed, now one by one. 🔊

'Is it he?' quoth one, 'Is this the man? By him who died on cross, 🔊

Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, 🔊

They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; 🔊

Like one that hath been seven days drowned My body lay afloat; 🔊

He went like one that hath been stunned, And is of sense forlorn: 🔊

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