bird in a foggy istanbul day at sunset

The Sun now rose upon the right :
Out of the sea came he,
Still hid in mist, and on the left
Went down into the sea.

And the good south wind still blew behind,
But no sweet bird did follow,
Nor any day for food or play
Came to the mariners’ hollo !

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Image: CanS ©2008

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