Read The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, finished yesterday… I’m a slow reader.
Always amazed at the way Coleridge can evoke these images. I love the section here:
Like one, that on a lonesome road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turned round walks on,
And turns no more his head;
Because he knows, a frightful fiend
Doth close behind him tread.