Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan Quotes
Then all the charm Is broken--all that phantom-world so fair Vanishes, and a thousand circlets spread, And each mis-shape the other.
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea.
