The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (II)

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Can you name the following line in The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, Part the Third and Part the Fourth?

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There passed a weary time. Each throatPart the Third
A weary time! a weary time!
When looking westward, I beheld
At first it seemed a little speck,
It moved and moved, and took at last
A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist!
As if it dodged a water-sprite,
With throats unslaked, with black lips baked,
Through utter drought all dumb we stood!
And cried, A sail! a sail!
Agape they heard me call:
And all at once their breath drew in,
See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more!
Without a breeze, without a tide,
The western wave was all a-flame
Almost upon the western wave
When that strange shape drove suddenly
And straight the Sun was flecked with bars,
As if through a dungeon-grate he peered,
Alas! (thought I, and my heart beat loud)
Are those her sails that glance in the Sun,
Are those her ribs through which the Sun
And is that Woman all her crew?
Is DEATH that woman's mate?
Her locks were yellow as gold:
The Night-Mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she,
The naked hulk alongside came,
'The game is done! I've won! I've won!'
The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out:
With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea.
We listened and looked sideways up!
My life-blood seemed to sip!
The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white;
Till clombe above the eastern bar
Within the nether tip.
Too quick for groan or sigh,
And cursed me with his eye.
(And I heard nor sigh nor groan)
They dropped down one by one.
They fled to bliss or woe!Like the whizz of my CROSS-BOW!
'I fear thee, ancient Mariner!Part the Fourth
And thou art long, and lank, and brown,
'I fear thee and thy glittering eye,
Fear not, fear not, thou Wedding-Guest!
Alone, alone, all, all alone,
And never a saint took pity on
The many men, so beautiful!
And a thousand thousand slimy things
I looked upon the rotting sea,
I looked upon the rotting deck,
I looked to Heaven, and tried to pray:
A wicked whisper came, and made
I closed my lids, and kept them close,
For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky
And the dead were at my feet.
Nor rot nor reek did they:
Had never passed away.
A spirit from on high;
Is a curse in a dead man's eye!
And yet I could not die.
And no where did abide:
And a star or two beside.
Like April hoar-frost spread;
The charmed water burnt alway
Beyond the shadow of the ship,
They moved in tracks of shining white,
Fell off in hoary flakes.
I watched their rich attire:
They coiled and swam; and every track
O happy living things! no tongue
A spring of love gushed from my heart,
Sure my kind saint took pity on me,
The self same moment I could pray;
The Albatross fell off, and sank

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