RAPT in the visionary theme!
SPIRIT DIVINE! with THEE I'll wander,
Where the blue, wavy, lucid stream,
'Mid forest glooms, shall slow meander!
With THEE I'll trace the circling bounds
Of thy NEW PARADISE extended;
And listen to the varying sounds
Of winds, and foamy torrents blended.
Now by the source which lab'ring heaves
The mystic fountain, bubbling, panting,
While Gossamer its net-work weaves,
Adown the blue lawn slanting!
I'll mark thy sunny dome, and view
Thy Caves of Ice, thy fields of dew!
Robinson talks about something that Coleridge talks about in “Kubla Khan”, describing the “stately pleasure-dome” built in Xanadu, in the place where Alph, the sacred river, ran “through caverns measureless to man / Down to a sunless sea.
To the Poet Coleridge