Gustave Doré
1798 text
“God save thee, ancyent Marinere!
“From the fiends that plague thee thus—
“ Why look’st thou so?”—with my cross bow
I shot the Albatross.
1834 text
“God save thee, ancient Mariner!
From the fiends, that plague thee thus!—
Why look’st thou so?”— With my cross-bow
I shot the Albatross.
