"I had done a hellish thing"

Plate 9 from the Dover edition of The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge.  Posted because I think this blog benefits from an occasional insertion of one of Gustave Dore's wood-engravings [others here and here].

Not relevant to the image, but from the same work, are these famous lines:

Day after day, day after day,

We stuck, nor breath nor motion;

As idle as a painted ship

Upon a painted ocean.

Water, water, everywhere,

And all the boards did shrink;

Water, water, everywhere,

Nor any drop to drink.

Via.