...skinny hand, so brown." — 230 Fear not, fear not, thou wedding-guest! This body dropt not down. Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony. 235 240 245 The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things...

...skinny hand, so brown." — Fear not, fear not, thou Wedding-Guest! This body dropt not down. Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony. The many men, so beautiful! And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I. And envieth...

...(1888-1948) French novelist, political writer. The Diary of a Country Priest, ch. 7 (1936). 2 Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony. SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE, (1 772-1834) British poet. "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner," pt. 4, st. 3...

...Repetition to gain emphasis in poetry and prose Examples: Alone, alone, all, all alone Alone on the wide, wide sea And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony. The Ancient Mariner by Coleridge Thomas Wolfe uses repetition to create emotion and a heavy atmosphere...

...our last tennis together for ages. At 6:30 I left my best beloved and came home, 'alone, alone, all alone on a wide, wide sea, and never a saint took pity on a soul in agony.'" By the next sentence, she had miraculously recovered. "Anyway, I'll have Robert...

...lines 9-12, in The Rime of the Ancient Mariner and Other Poems (New York: Dover Publications): Alone, alone all, all alone Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony. 35. Potter (1990), 29. 36. Saunders, C. (1993), Foreword, Oxford Textbook of Palliative Medicine (see...

...skinny hand, so brown." — Fear not. fear not, thou Wedding Guest! This body dropped not down. Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony. He despiseth the creatures of the calm The many men, so beautiful, And they all dead did lie: And a...

...none near to help them except their God. They would know the experience of the Ancient Mariner: Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide, wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony . . . I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came,...

...They fled to bliss or woe! And every soul it passed me by, Like the whizz of my CROSS-BOW! ... Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony. I hardly need to point out to you here the effect of the alliteration (repetition of consonants such...

...ocean, hallucinating silence, unbroken drought, and the nightmarish reliving of the original sin. Alone, alone, all, all alone Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony. For life to be brought back to this frozen world, the mariner must tell his story - but not as a repetition...