The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

"Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink."

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On this day in 1834, poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge died in the Highgate home of his doctor, James Gillman. Coleridge had lived with Gillman for 18 years, in an effort to cure his opium addiction. Just over the square from Gillman's, however, was a chemist's. Coleridge would go to the red door at the side to get his fix. An albatross round his neck indeed.

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