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A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye! When, looking westward, I beheld a something in the sky (145-8)
I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, and cried, A sail! A sail! (160-1)
See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal-- without a breeze, without a tide, she steadies with up right keel! (167-170)
The game is done! I've won! I've won! (197)*whistle*, *whistle*, *whistle*
The ancient mariner spottedsomething in the sky everyone aboardthe ship was parched and dying of thirst, He tried calling out for the ship but couldnt.
Too quick for groan ore sigh, Each turned his face with a ghastly pang, and cursed me with his eye. (213-215)
Since the ancientmariner was parched he sucked the blood from his arm to quench his thirst to call out to the ship, but as it got closer he realized that is is sailing without wind or tide.
The souls did from their bodies fly-- They fled to bliss or woe! And every soul, it passed me by like the whizz of my crossbow (220-223)
Death and the nightmare of life-in-deathgamble playing dice for the crew andmariners souls. Life-in-death has won the ancientmariner and death has won his crew.
The ancientmariners crew start dying one by one but before they do they each turn at him and curse them with their eye.
The souls of the ancientmariners crew leave their bodies and go to Heaven or hell, leaving the mariner alone with their empty bodies.

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