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The Mariner's Curse

by Richard

−0.2265 − 0.4387i

Drawing the boundary…

The Lover

by Walter Savage Landor

−0.2138 − 0.4171i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

The Mariner's Curse

by Richard

Out on the ocean, we set our sails,
A mariner's tale through the stormy gales,
An albatross soaring, a symbol of grace,
We cheered and we hailed, in that desolate place.

But oh, the mariner's hand,
Struck down the bird that graced our land,
Now a curse upon our fate,
In this vast and empty expanse.

The winds they did die, the sun stood still,
A silent sea, a foreboding chill,
With heavy hearts and parched dry throats,
We paid the price for what we wrote.

Water, water, everywhere,
And all the boards did shrink,
Water, water, everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink.

The dead men stood with vacant eyes,
As the mariner faced his solemn cries,
A life of penance, a tale to tell,
To wander the earth, a living shell.

A lesson learned through endless strife,
To cherish all that shares our life,
The albatross, a spirit's guide,
In every heart, the truth does bide.

Now hear the mariner's call,
Respect the life that binds us all,
For every action bears its weight,
In the web of our shared fate.

The Lover

by Walter Savage Landor

Now thou art gone, tho’ not gone far,
It seems that there are worlds between us;
Shine here again, thou wandering star!
Earth’s planet! and return with Venus.

At times thou broughtest me thy light
When restless sleep had gone away;
At other times more blessed night
Stole over, and prolonged thy stay.

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