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In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree; It vanished or ever it began: A singer glimpsed it in a vision And then the miracle of rare device, The sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice, The greenery enfolded spots, the fields elysian, Sank to a sunless sea.

The sighs of mourners breathe across the courts And faint along the aisles of Xanadu; The lost, the lost is found, the vision lives again, But, sweet and fleeting, vanishes anew.

Oh swarthy-golden walls and tawny towers, Girt with green trees and mauve and amber flowers; Oh waters in the gardens where you play, Flowing down from ancient rivers: Alph, and four that freshened Eden Once, an elder day! How my willing heart receives you! Now again my soul believes you, Certain you will stay.