“The selfmoment I could pray;And from my neck so freeThe Albatross fell off, and sankLike lead into the sea.”
“Ah! well a-day! what evil looks Had I from old and young! Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung.”
“The anchor heaves, the ship swings freeThe sails swell full. To sea, to sea!”
“He fell off the table like a crab looking for the sea.”
“Don't be very frightened, Marilla. I was walking the ridge-pole and I fell off. I suspect I have sprained my ankle. But, Marilla, I might have broken my neck. Let us look on the bright side of things.”
“Just as Christian came up to the Cross, his burden loosed from off his shoulders, fell from off his back, and began to tumble down the hill, and so it continued to do till it came to the mouth of the sepulchre. There it fell in, and I saw it no more!”