The Rime of the Ancient Mariner-Part the third

People on the boat are tired and thirsty and one of them see something on the horizon which was shiny and see throw he realised it was a ship with a sail

The crew member bit his arm and sucked the blood and cried “A sail! a sail!” All of the crew members were all at a joy as they drank all as the Sun rested

As the ship comes closer to the against the setting sun they see a woman and her lips were red and her looks were free and beside her was death which was her mate

A big man alongside come and playing with the dice and said “I won! i won!” the sets out and the moon rises up so stars pop out and then the crew they looked over there shoulders and up and they were frightened and scared.

One after one the stars went over around the moon then suddenly all the fifty men died killed by the mans eye without a sound and lifeless and without a reaction and they souls escaped from their bodies and every soul passed the captain like speed of his CROSS BOW!

Metaphor:

With throats unslaked, with black lips baked

in this line of the Ancient Mariner, it means that every crew member were thirsty and tired so they were and couldn’t be bothered to do anything for lives and walking to the light.