''Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean''.
— This is taken from the poem named-

''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.''

- Samuel Taylor Coleridge: The Rime of the Ancient Mariner