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But where the ship's huge shadow lay, The charmèd water burnt alway A still and awful red. 🔊

The mariners all 'gan work the ropes, Where they were wont to do; 🔊

Where are those lights so many and fair, That signal made but now?' 🔊

Upon the whirl, where sank the ship, The boat spun round and round; 🔊

The holy Hermit raised his eyes, And prayed where he did sit. 🔊

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