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or at Patreon.com slash subtext podcast. Okay, so welcome to part five of our discussion of Coleridge's The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.

I think we are ready to start from line 347.

I would give you a summary of what we talked about

just before this, except that it's been quite a while since we did our second

recording parts three and four how long has it been errand 20 years no At least three weeks, possibly a month. Yeah, we had a break. I was sick with

COVID, so we had some delays. So in any case, what we're going to do is we're just going to jump right in and we'll be recollecting what we said previously as on the fly and we'll join it up that way.

How fun for listeners. Okay. We'll join it up that way.

How fun for listeners, okay.

On the fly, just like the Abatrust.

That's not true.

Exactly.

All right, so I'll let you, if you want to read. Okay so we're at line 347.

Sometimes a dropping from the sky I heard the lav rock sing. Sometimes all little birds that are how they seem to fill the sea and air with

their sweet jargaining. And now it was like all instruments, now like a lonely flute, and now it is an angel song that makes the heavens be mute.

It ceased, and yet the sails made on a pleasant noise till noon,

a noise like of a hidden brook in the leafy month of June that to the sleeping woods all night

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