At length did cross an Albatross,
Thorough the fog it came;
As it had been a Christian soul,
We hailed it in God's name.
It ate the food it ne'er had eat,
And round and round it flew.
The ice did split with a thunder-fit;
The helmsman steered us through!
And a good south wind sprung up behind;
The Albatross did follow,
And every day, for food or play,
Came to the mariner's hollo!
In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud,
It perched for vespers nine;
Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white,
Glimmered the white moonshine."
`God save thee, ancient Mariner,
From the fiends that plague thee thus! -
Why look'st thou so?' -"With my crossbow
I shot the Albatross."
And the good south wind still blew behind,
But no sweet bird did follow,
Nor any day for food or play
Came to the mariners' hollo!
And I had done a hellish thing,
And it would work 'em woe:
For all averred, I had killed the bird
That made the breeze to blow.
Ah wretch! said they, the bird to slay,
That made the breeze to blow!
Nor dim nor red, like God's own head,
The glorious sun uprist:
Then all averred, I had killed the bird
That brought the fog and mist.
'Twas right, said they, such birds to slay,
That bring the fog and mist.
The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,
The furrow followed free;
We were the first that ever burst
Into that silent sea.
Down dropped the breeze, the sails dropped down,
'Twas sad as sad could be;
And we did speak only to break
The silence of the sea!
All in a hot and copper sky,
The bloody sun, at noon,
Right up above the mast did stand,
No bigger than the moon.
Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.
Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.
The very deep did rot: O Christ!
That ever this should be!
Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs
Upon the slimy sea.
About, about, in reel and rout
The death-fires danced at night;
The water, like a witch's oils,
Burnt green, and blue, and white.
And some in dreams assured were
Of the Spirit that plagued us so;
Nine fathom deep he had followed us
From the land of mist and snow.
And every tongue, through utter drought,
Was withered at the root;
We could not speak, no more than if
We had been choked with soot.
Ah! well-a-day! what evil looks
Had I from old and young!
Instead of the cross, the Albatross
About my neck was hung."
texyt: Samuel Taylor Coleridge - The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (Part II)
Po dlouhé době Albatros
zjevil se, přístál z mlh;
jak křesťana jsme vítali
jej, na rtech „Zdařiž Bůh.“
Krm přijal sobě nezvyklou,
kroužil kol. Obkroužen,
led vydal třesk a ve dví prask;
lodivod proplul ven!
Vítr se z jihu svěží zdvih;
Albatros s námi spolu,
ke krmi, či jen za hrami,
co den zván slétal dolů!
Ve mračnech, mlhách, na ráhnech
když klekání zvon zněl
sedal, s ním noční mlžný dým
luny svit zabělel.'
'Bůh žehnej, mořský prastarče!
Chraň, ode tvých prokletí! —
Ký běs tě jal?' — 'Mé kuše stal
se ALBATROS obětí.'
Překlad: J.V. Sládek; Josef Nesvadba, Josef Palivec, Václav Renč, Petruše Máchová
Rime Of The Ancient Mariner
- The storm
- Cabin boys
- Sweet breeze
- Interlude 1
- The land of ice
- The albatross 1
- The albatross 2
- Interlude 2
- Albatross 3
- Water everywhere
- Death ship 1
- Death ship 2
- Palace by the sea
- Rotten flesh
- Interlude 3
- Dead men's ship
- Bad taste
- Living hell
- Interlude 4
- In the waves
- Cape of good hope
- The ancient mariner