It is an ancient mariner, / And he stoppeth one of three.

An orphans curse would drag to hell
A spirit from on high;
But oh! How more horrible that that
Is the curse in a dead man’s eye!

The Ancient Mariner would not have taken so well if it had been called The Old Sailor.

The sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: / At one stride comes the dark.

The one red leaf, the last of its clan, / That dances as often as dance it can, / Hanging so light, and hanging so high, / On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.

Reviewers are usually people who would have been, poets, historians, biographer, if they could. They have tried their talents at one thing or another and have failed; therefore they turn critic.