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− | + | Where Alph, the sacred river, ran | |
− | + | Through caverns measureless to man | |
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− | Where Alph, the sacred river, ran | ||
− | Through caverns measureless to man | ||
− | Down to a sunless sea. | + | Down to a sunless sea. |
− | So twice five miles of fertile ground | + | So twice five miles of fertile ground |
− | With walls and towers were girdled round : | + | With walls and towers were girdled round : |
− | And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, | + | And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, |
− | Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; | + | Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; |
− | And here were forests ancient as the hills, | + | And here were forests ancient as the hills, |
− | Enfolding sunny spots of greenery. | + | Enfolding sunny spots of greenery. |
− | But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted | + | But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted |
− | Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover ! | + | Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover ! |
− | A savage place ! as holy and enchanted | + | A savage place ! as holy and enchanted |
− | As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted | + | As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted |
− | By woman wailing for her demon-lover ! | + | By woman wailing for her demon-lover ! |
− | And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, | + | And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, |
− | As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing, | + | As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing, |
− | A mighty fountain momently was forced : | + | A mighty fountain momently was forced : |
− | Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst | + | Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst |
− | Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, | + | Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, |
− | Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail : | + | Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail : |
− | And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever | + | And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever |
− | It flung up momently the sacred river. | + | It flung up momently the sacred river. |
− | Five miles meandering with a mazy motion | + | Five miles meandering with a mazy motion |
− | Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, | + | Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, |
− | Then reached the caverns measureless to man, | + | Then reached the caverns measureless to man, |
− | And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean : | + | And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean : |
− | And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far | + | And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far |
− | Ancestral voices prophesying war ! | + | Ancestral voices prophesying war ! |
− | The shadow of the dome of pleasure | + | The shadow of the dome of pleasure |
− | Floated midway on the waves ; | + | Floated midway on the waves ; |
− | Where was heard the mingled measure | + | Where was heard the mingled measure |
− | From the fountain and the caves. | + | From the fountain and the caves. |
− | It was a miracle of rare device, | + | It was a miracle of rare device, |
− | A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice ! | + | A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice ! |
− | A damsel with a dulcimer | + | A damsel with a dulcimer |
− | In a vision once I saw : | + | In a vision once I saw : |
− | It was an Abyssinian maid, | + | It was an Abyssinian maid, |
− | And on her dulcimer she played, | + | And on her dulcimer she played, |
− | Singing of Mount Abora. | + | Singing of Mount Abora. |
− | Could I revive within me | + | Could I revive within me |
− | Her symphony and song, | + | Her symphony and song, |
− | To such a deep delight 'twould win me, | + | To such a deep delight 'twould win me, |
− | That with music loud and long, | + | That with music loud and long, |
− | I would build that dome in air, | + | I would build that dome in air, |
− | That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! | + | That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! |
− | And all who heard should see them there, | + | And all who heard should see them there, |
− | And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! | + | And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! |
− | His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! | + | His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! |
− | Weave a circle round him thrice, | + | Weave a circle round him thrice, |
− | And close your eyes with holy dread, | + | And close your eyes with holy dread, |
− | For he on honey-dew hath fed, | + | For he on honey-dew hath fed, |
− | And drunk the milk of Paradise. | + | And drunk the milk of Paradise. |
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Revision as of 14:06, 7 January 2005
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery. But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover ! A savage place ! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover ! And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing, A mighty fountain momently was forced : Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail : And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean : And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war !
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves ;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice ! A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw : It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me,
That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.