Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Since then, at an uncertain hour, That agony returns: And till my ghastly tale is told, This heart within me burns.

Since then, at an uncertain hour, That agony returns: And till my ghastly tale is told, This heart within me burns.

– Samuel Taylor Coleridge –

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

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