Voyage Of The Wedding-Guest Poem by Victor Cruickshank

‘Tis thou ancient mariner,
The man by whom I was told the tale.
"Who art thee? Young man! And what thou want from me? "
‘Tis I the Wedding-Guest, stopped by thee
At my brother's wedding, in thy own countree.

The tale thou told me, I told the groom
"Let's go" said he, "Take a ship with enough room"
He and I and I and he sailed the silent seas.
The water was there, all around and there was none to drink
We took along some water or wine I think.
The ice was there t'was all around but t'was not an ice rink.

A bird behind us flew and we said, "Tis an Albatross"
It will have no place to hang since on my neck there was a cross.
The bird that followed left us by morn, no bird came to my hollo
I waited day and night or so it seemed but no large bird did follow

And then I started having doubts that all thou said might be false
I feared that the bird hath left us, so I prayed with my cross.
And oh that ship thou saw, was like a ship but not, we saw t'was made of ice
Nearer went we, so close in fact, that we saw it with our eyes.

And those two structures thou saw were just figures made by a torn sail
Oh I have a feeling that all thou said is false and thou voyage did fail.
(Finger pointing at the ancient mariner)

Oh I feared thee, but soon I shall detest thee ancient mariner.
"If thou have one finger pointing at me, to thyself thou art pointing three,
Am old with age and I'm not a fool
I know what I saw and what I saw is what I tell! Thou mindst taking a stroll? ".