“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.”

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan

Kubla Khan (1797 or 1798)

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English poet, literary critic and philosopher 1772–1834

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