{"id":214,"date":"2014-05-09T15:25:10","date_gmt":"2014-05-09T22:25:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.jjkpryde.com\/blog\/?p=214"},"modified":"2014-05-09T15:31:26","modified_gmt":"2014-05-09T22:31:26","slug":"samuel-taylor-coleridge-on-dome-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jjkpryde.com\/blog\/samuel-taylor-coleridge-on-dome-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Samuel Taylor Coleridge on Dome Life"},"content":{"rendered":"
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From The Poetry Foundation<\/a><\/p>\n

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Kubla Kahn<\/p><\/div>\n

Kubla Khan<\/h1>\n<\/div>\n

By Samuel Taylor Coleridge<\/a> <\/span> Or, a vision in a dream. A Fragment. <\/i><\/p>\n

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan<\/p>\n

A stately pleasure-dome decree:<\/p>\n

Where Alph, the sacred river, ran<\/p>\n

Through caverns measureless to man<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Down to a sunless sea.<\/p>\n

So twice five miles of fertile ground<\/p>\n

With walls and towers were girdled round;<\/p>\n

And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,<\/p>\n

Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;<\/p>\n

And here were forests ancient as the hills,<\/p>\n

Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.<\/p>\n

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But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted<\/p>\n

Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!<\/p>\n

A savage place! as holy and enchanted<\/p>\n

As e\u2019er beneath a waning moon was haunted<\/p>\n

By woman wailing for her demon-lover!<\/p>\n

And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,<\/p>\n

As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,<\/p>\n

A mighty fountain momently was forced:<\/p>\n

Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst<\/p>\n

Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,<\/p>\n

Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher\u2019s flail:<\/p>\n

And mid these dancing rocks at once and ever<\/p>\n

It flung up momently the sacred river.<\/p>\n

Five miles meandering with a mazy motion<\/p>\n

Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,<\/p>\n

Then reached the caverns measureless to man,<\/p>\n

And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean;<\/p>\n

And \u2019mid this tumult Kubla heard from far<\/p>\n

Ancestral voices prophesying war!<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The shadow of the dome of pleasure<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Floated midway on the waves;<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Where was heard the mingled measure<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0From the fountain and the caves.<\/p>\n

It was a miracle of rare device,<\/p>\n

A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!<\/p>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0A damsel with a dulcimer<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0In a vision once I saw:<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0It was an Abyssinian maid<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0And on her dulcimer she played,<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Singing of Mount Abora.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Could I revive within me<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Her symphony and song,<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0To such a deep delight \u2019twould win me,<\/p>\n

That with music loud and long,<\/p>\n

I would build that dome in air,<\/p>\n

That sunny dome! those caves of ice!<\/p>\n

And all who heard should see them there,<\/p>\n

And all should cry, Beware! Beware!<\/p>\n

His flashing eyes, his floating hair!<\/p>\n

Weave a circle round him thrice,<\/p>\n

And close your eyes with holy dread<\/p>\n

For he on honey-dew hath fed,<\/p>\n

And drunk the milk of Paradise.<\/p>\n

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