A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
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A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover!

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
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