Night Passing
I pass, like night, from land to land;
I have strange power of speech;
That moment that his face I see,
I know the man that must hear me:
To him my tale I teach.
-Samuel Taylor Coleridge,
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
, 1798
images © 1998 by Randy Wang
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