Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Kubla Khan

One of the greatest lines from Coleridge: "To such a deep delight t'would win me . . ." The "delight" is great of course, but it's the "t'would," a word we never use anymore, that does it. T'would. Ahhhh. T'would that I could. (By the way, you can ruin the lyrical second stanza of KUBLA KHAN by singing it to the tune of MAC THE KNIFE.)

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