some lines from 'the Rime of the Ancient Mariner'

Her lips were red, her looks were free,
Her locks were yellow as gold:
Her skin was as white as leprosy,
The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she,
Who thicks man's blood with cold.

- the Rime of the Ancient Mariner

In this poem, the mariner shoots down an Albatross which he believes brought the crew bad luck. Well, it was quite the 'you ain't seen nothing yet' situation. Things pretty much go downhill from when he shoots the poor bird.

All in a hot and copper sky,
The bloody sun, at noon,
Right up above the mast did stand,
No bigger than the moon.

Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.

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

The very deep did rot: O Christ!
That ever this should be!
Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs
Upon the slimy sea.

The crew then see a ship approach. Onboard is Death, and Nightmare Life-in-Death. She wins the mariner's life. So as the rest of the crew die, he is forced to live on.

Alone, alone, all, all alone,
Alone on a wide wide sea!
And never a saint took pity on
My soul in agony.

The many men, so beautiful!
And they all dead did lie;
And a thousand thousand slimy things
Lived on; and so did I.

I looked upon the rotting sea,
And drew my eyes away;
I looked upon the rotting deck,
And there the dead men lay.

Read the poem. It's my favourite. Haunting and beautiful.