"And through the drifts the snowy cliffs/ Did send a dismal sheen:/ Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken—/ The ice was all between."/

—Samuel Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"

"And through the drifts the snowy cliffs/ Did send a dismal sheen:/ Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken—/ The ice was all between."/

—Samuel Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"

"And through the drifts the snowy cliffs/ Did send a dismal sheen:/ Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken—/ The ice was all between."/

—Samuel Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"

"And through the drifts the snowy cliffs

Did send a dismal sheen:

Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken—

The ice was all between."

—Samuel Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"

"And through the drifts the snowy cliffs Did send a dismal sheen: Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken— The ice was all between." —Samuel Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"

"And through the drifts the snowy cliffs

Did send a dismal sheen:

Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken—

The ice was all between."

—Samuel Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"