In the Rime of the Ancient Mariner, by English poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge, the sailor cursed because he shot a friendly albatross that had brought his crew good luck describes the plight he and his shipmates faced becalmed under the broiling sun on a breathless sea: “Water, water, every where, A
becalmed הגייה עם משמעויות, מילים נרדפות, הפכים, תרגומים, משפטים ועוד