“The mariners all ‘gan work the ropes,where they were wont to do:They raised their limbs like lifeless tools - We were a ghastly crew.”

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

“Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold:Her skin was white as leprosy,The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold.”

“They passed the hall, that echoes still,Pass as lightly as you will.The brands were flat, the brands were dying,Amid their own white ashes lying;But when the lady passed, there cameA tongue of light, a fit of flame;And Christabel saw the lady's eye,And nothing else saw she thereby,”

“Swans sing before they die— 't were no bad thing Should certain persons die before they sing.”

“The fair breeze blew,The white foam flew,And the forrow followed free.We were the first to ever burst into the silent sea.”

“Ere I was old? Ah woeful Ere,Which tells me, Youth's no longer here!O Youth! for years so many and sweet,'Tis known that Thou and I were one,I'll think it but a fond conceit--It cannot be that Thou art gone!”