The Ice Caves of Alaska and Vivaldi's "Winter"

It was a miracle of rare device,
A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!

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.

-- Coleridge, "Kubla Khan"

Posted by gerardvanderleun at March 16, 2014 8:19 AM