S. T. Coleridge
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round:
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!
A savage place! as holy and enchanted
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced:
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.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean:
And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
Ancestral voices prophesying war!
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
It was a miracle of rare device,
A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw:
It was an Abyssinian maid,
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight'twould win me,
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.
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[ˈmeʒəlis] adj.
无限的，不可测量的
[ˈfəːtail] adj.
肥沃的
[ˈsinjuəs] adj.
蜿蜒的
[ˈeinʃənt] adj.
远古的
[rəˈmæntik] adj.
奇异的，浪漫的
[əˈθwəːt] adv.
横跨着，斜穿着
[ˈsiːslis] adj.
不停的，不断的
[ˈtəːmɔil] n.
骚动
[ˈfræɡmənt] n.
碎片，断片
[ˈtʃɑːfi] adj.
稻谷壳的
[ˈkævən] n.
巨洞，洞窟
[ˈtjuːmʌlt] n.
吵闹，骚动，喧嚣
[ˈprɔfisi] v.
预兆，预报
[ˈmirəkl] n.
奇迹，奇事
[ˈdʌlsimə] n.
扬琴
[ˈsimfəni] n.
交响乐
[biˈwɛə] v.
小心，谨防
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柯尔律治
柯尔律治（S. T. Coleridge，1772-1834），英国浪漫派的重要诗人，“湖畔派”诗人之一。他的诗常把自然景色与超自然的神秘力量结合在一起，充满奇特的想象，形成他独特的诗风。作品《忽必烈汗》、《老水手吟》、《克丽斯德蓓》等都充满了神秘莫测的气氛，是这一风格的集中体现，也代表了浪漫派神奇瑰丽的一个方面。代表作《忽必烈汗》突出地体现了诗的音乐感，用声音描绘出梦幻和奇想中异彩纷呈的景色。《午夜霜》以较为沉静的诗风探讨了自然与人在内在精神方面的关系。
忽必烈汗在上都下令
造一座堂皇的安乐殿堂：
这地方有圣河亚佛流奔，
穿过深不可测的洞门，
直流入不见阳光的海洋。
有方圆五英里肥沃的土壤，
四周给围上楼塔和城墙：
花园处处，溪河在蜿蜒闪耀，
树枝上鲜花盛开，一片芬芳；
连片的森林，跟山峦同样古老，
围住了洒满阳光的青青草场。
但是，啊！那深沉而奇异的巨壑
沿青山斜裂，横过伞盖的柏树！
野蛮的地方！既神圣而又着了魔——
好像有女人在衰落的月色里出没，
为她的魔鬼情郎而凄声嚎哭！
巨壑下，不绝的喧嚣在沸腾汹涌，
像大地在喘息，快速而强烈地悸动，
巨壑里，不时迸出股猛烈的地泉；
在它那时断时续的涌迸之间，
巨大的石块飞跃着像反跳的冰雹，
或者像打稻人连枷下一撮撮新稻；
从这些舞蹈的岩石中，时时刻刻
不绝地迸发出那条神圣的溪河。
迷乱地移动着，蜿蜒了五英里地方，
那神圣的溪河流过了峡谷和森林，
于是到达了深不可测的洞门，
喧闹着沉入那没有生命的海洋；
从那喧嚣中忽必烈远远地听到
祖先的喊声预告着战争的凶兆！
安乐宫殿的依稀倒影
宛在水波的中央漂动；
这儿能听见和谐的音韵
来自那地泉和那岩洞。
这是个奇迹呀，算得是稀有的技巧，
阳光灿烂的安乐宫，和雪窟冰窖！
有一回我在幻象中见到
一位手拿扬琴的姑娘：
那是个阿比西尼亚 少女，
在她的琴上她奏出乐曲，
歌唱着阿伯若山岗。
如果我心中能再现
她的音乐和歌唱，
我将被引入深切的欢忭，
能用音乐高朗又久长
在空中建造那安乐宫廷，
那日照的宫廷，那雪窖冰窟！
谁听见乐音就见到这宫廷，
他们全都喊：当心！当心！
他飘动的头发，他闪光的眼睛！
组成个圆圈，围绕他三箍，
闭拢你两眼，虔敬而畏惧，
因为他一直吃着蜜露，
一直饮着天堂的仙乳。