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 The Ice was here, the Ice was there,
 * The Ice was all around:

It crack'd and growl'd, and roar'd and howl'd—
 * Like noises of a swound.

At length did cross an Albatross,
 * Thorough the Fog it came;

And an it were a Christian Soul,
 * We hail'd it in God's name.

The Marineres gave it biscuit-worms,
 * And round and round it flew:

The Ice did split with a Thunder-fit;
 * The Helmsman steer'd us thro'.

And a good south wind sprung up behind,
 * The Albatross did follow;

And every day for food or play
 * Came to the Marinere's hollo!