The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (1910)
Illustrated by Willy Pogány
On the left, we show a rare copy of the Willy Pogány illustrative interpretation of the Colleridge's The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. The 1st Edition was published by Geroge G Harrap & Co Ltd (London) and Thomas Y Crowell and Co. (New York) in 1910.
This example retains one of the original decorative variant bindings that accompanied the 1st Edition.
To the right, we show Pogány's decorative Title Page.
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The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Coleridge is a seminal work in English literature, being among a number of
contemporaneous works that have been identified as defining the modern age of poetry - in addition to the beginning
of British Romantic literature. The tale recounts the adventures of a mariner during a long and treacherous voyage -
and ultimately, his fate, which is to wander the earth and telling his story to teach the following lesson to those who
listen:
He prayeth best, who loveth best
All thing both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He mad and loveth all.
Pogány's lavish treatment of Coleridge's The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (1910) was published the year after his first
magnificent interpreation of Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám and the year before the first of what is a trilogy considered
to be his masterworks, Tannhäuser. His designs and illustrations for The Rime of the Ancient Mariner included 20 full
colour illustrations, designs for the Title and Half-Title pages in the style of medieval illuminated manuscripts, decorative
borders throughout, illuminated scripts and numerous marginal illustrations.
Our Greeting Cards and Reproduction Prints
For connoisseurs of Pogány's work, we have prepared sets of 20 Greeting Cards displaying each of Pogány's colour images for The Rime of the Ancient Mariner and on the left, we show an example of how these Greeting Cards appear.
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RAM CS(20) |
When presented on Greeting Cards, these images are prepared as tipped-on plates - in hommage to the hand-crafted
approach typical of prestige illustrated publications produced in the early decades of the 20th Century. Each card is
hand-finished, with the image presented on Ivory card stock with an accompanying envelope. On the rear of each card
we also present some information about Willy Pogány and the profiled illustration. We have left the interior of the
cards blank so that you may write your own personal message.
Each of our large format reproductions are prepared with archival quality materials and processes to ensure many
years of enjoyment. In addition, our reproductions are accompanied by explanatory material relating to Willy Pogány
and the profiled illustration.
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In the meantime, enjoy perusing these wonderful examples of the art of Willy Pogány.
The colour illustrations
It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. "By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st though me?"
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The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared, Merrily we did drop Below the kirk, below the hill, Below the light-house top.
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And now the Storm-Blast Came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along.
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In mist or cloud, on mast and shroud It perched for vespers nine; Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white moon-shine.
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Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
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About, about, in reel and rout, The death-fires danced at night; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white. |
See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!
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Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was white as leprosy, The Nightmare Life-In-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold.
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The souls did from their bodies fly, - They fled to bliss or woe! And every soul, it passed me by, Like the whizz of my cross-bow!
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The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on: and so did I.
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Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes.
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The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze up blew; The mariners all 'gan to work the ropes, Where they were wont to do; They raised their limbs like lifeless tools - We were a ghastly crew.
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Around, around, flew each sweet sound, Then darted to the Sun; Slowly the sounds came back again, Now mixed, now one by one.
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Under the keel nine fathoms deep, From land of mist and snow, The spirit slid: and it was he That made the ship to go. |
All stood together on the deck, For a charnel-dungeon fitter: All fixed on me their stony eyes, That in the Moon did glitter. |
The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn! And on the bay the moonlight lay And shadow of the Moon. |
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The Pilot and the Pilot's boy, I heard them coming fast: Dear Lord in Heaven! it was a joy The dead men could not blast.
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Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My forest-brook along: When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, And the owlet whoops to the wolf below, That eats the she-wolf's young.
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What loud uproar bursts from that door! The Wedding-guests are there: But in the garden-bower the bride And bride-maids singing are. |
To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
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