A few days after we read the lyrical ballad, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, by Samuel Taylor Coleridge, a woman and two men came in to Wendy's while I was working on front cash taking orders, and, although I missed the start of their conversation as I was preparing their order, I heard the woman say to one of the men, "It's like the albatross around your neck," which I found very ironic and hilarious that we had JUST read this in class a few days before, which I told her, and we laughed together. English Lit has made me so much more knowledgeable than I was before I took this class, and I'm glad I took it, if even just so that when people refer to different poems, such as the lady in Wendy's referred to The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, I'll know what they are talking about. While reading "The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice; 'The game is done! I've won! I've won!' Quoth she, and whistles thrice," I was reminded of in Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest, when Will challenges Davy Jones to a game of Liar's Dice. Will offers up his soul, an eternity of servitude aboard the Flying Dutchman, if Davy Jones gives him the key to the chest containing his heart, and then Will's father, Bootstrap Bill, matches Will's wager, to Will's dismay. Bootstrap ends up losing, while Will is free to leave, but without the key. Coleridge's poem reminded me of this scene in Pirates of the Caribbean as Death and Life-in-Death have a bet going: Death gets the crew, and Life-in-Death gets the mariner.
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