Interlude 1
The Tiger Lillies Lyrics


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“It Is an Ancient Mariner”
Interlude text taken from “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner”,
as read by Freddi Price




Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Interlude 1" by The Tiger Lillies are drawn from "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. The lines sung by the singer, "It is an ancient Mariner, and he stoppeth one of three/ 'By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, now wherefore stopp'st thou me?'" introduces the character of the ancient mariner, who has stopped and detained one of three individuals. The singer's voice is somber, evoking a sense of mystery and danger.


The song's lyrics are meant to be interpreted metaphorically, as the ancient mariner represents the obstacles and challenges that people face in their lives. The mariner's appearance, with his long beard and glittering eye, suggests that he is a wise and all-knowing figure, but also possibly one to be feared. The imagery in the lyrics of the song have dark and eerie undertones, but also evoke a sense of curiosity as to what the ancient mariner represents and what his intentions may be.


Line by Line Meaning

It is an ancient mariner
There exists an old sailor.


And he stoppeth one of three
He halts one of the trio of men.


‘By thy long grey beard and glittering eye,
By your lengthy white facial hair and shining eyes,


Now wherefore stopp’st thou me?
Why do you interrupt me?


The bridegroom’s doors are opened wide,
The doors of the groom's abode have been swung open,


And I am next of kin;
And I am the closest relative;


The guests are met, the feast is set:
The visitors have arrived, and the repast is prepared:


May’st hear the merry din.
You can hear the joyous cacophony.


But still he holds the wedding-guest—
However, he continues to clutch the wedding attendee—


There was a ship,
There existed a ship,


Quoth he, “And is thy ship now^bold?
He says, 'And is your vessel still bold now?'


And its ribbed orlop tight,
And its tight holding area,


Nor iron^stanch nor^r />lime,
Neither iron nor the substance used to plug holes,


Nor prayers^nor well-wrought litany,
Neither prayers nor well-crafted religious texts could assuage the pain,


No traveller returns.
None of the adventurers ever return.




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